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Everything is hot with him. His anger. His love. His passion.
His pain.
“I refuse to believe that. It’s not you, Em. I know you better than that. What we all had was different.”
“It was only a handful of weeks. You two don’t even know me anymore. I don’t know you,” I argue, all while fearing the argument is bullshit.
Damon grins, his body tense as he reins in control.
“No. I won’t accept it. The second we had you in that room, you were back to yourself again. You might be able to deny it with words, but your body doesn’t lie. You’re right, though. What we did was a mistake. Because it reminded me what has been missing for the past ten fucking years.”
Tears sting my eyes because he’s not wrong.
His gaze tracks one of those tears where it rolls down my cheek. Catching it with the tip of his finger, he grins again.
“See what I mean? Your body tells the truth.”
And then he kisses me. Like a man who hasn’t breathed in years. Like a soul taking its first and last taste of everything good in this world. He kisses me with every ounce of the wild passion inside him that always drives me crazy, and I can’t help but kiss him back.
Because I do love him.
Just not enough.
Not like I love Ezra.
A buzzing sounds from his pocket and Damon breaks the kiss, heavy breath pouring over both of our lips as he pulls his phone out and glances at the screen.
I recognize what rolls behind his eyes.
And I sure as hell don’t like it.
“Who is it?”
Rather than answering, he backs away from me and heads toward the door.
“I have to go.”
“Damon! Who is it?”
Stopping with his hand on the knob, he stands silent for several seconds before finally answering.
“It’s my dad.”
He glances over his shoulder, and I see nightmares in his eyes that he attempts to disguise with a cheesy smile.
“I told you your body doesn’t lie, Red. And that kiss? It was the truth.”
“That can’t happen again, Damon.”
Rejection flashes across his expression. Damon attempts to hide it, to disguise the thoughts that might as well be screaming between us.
It was neverhim.
“We’ll see.”
He lets himself out and closes the door before I can say another word, and I’m left sitting in place with a crushed heart in my chest and no idea how I’ll fix this.
What’s worse is that the look I saw on his face as he walked out of here is the same one I used to see in high school.
