Chapter 79

• Damon
• I couldn't shake off the images flashing before my eyes, the way she looked when I saw her. Wet, but she was still as beautiful as ever. The wetness of her jet-long black hair, which cascaded upon her shoulder, only made it look more beautiful. I remembered seeing some strands of her hair on her face and cheeks; I had to force back the urge to go to her and pull back those strands.
• When her golden eyes stared into mine, I was thrown back to the moments we spent, moments when I had her in my hands, naked and wet for me. I couldn't get my eyes off her back there, I looked down from her face, down to her perfect body, the trousers she wore carving her shape in the sexiest way.