Chapter 890 Crazy Anals In Cabo:>>Ep4

• He grinned back at me, obviously enjoying my reaction to him, and I silently berated myself for being so nervous around this man. He was just a stranger. Nothing was going to happen. I willed myself not to look back but I wanted to imagine his eyes on me as I crossed the room and slid into the chair by the empty computer. I brushed my hair back off my shoulders, using the opportunity to quickly glance in his direction. He was back to typing and I immediately felt foolish. We had flirted the night before, but we'd both been drinking. This whole thing was quite possibly all in my head. I focused on the computer screen and quickly logged on to MSN. I had been expecting to send off a quick note to Damon but to my surprise a chat box quickly opened up. I leaned back in my chair and smiled.
• Damon: So? How's paradise?
• Ashleigh: Beautiful! I'm a bronzed goddess already!