"Are you home yet?" Damon asked me as soon as I picked up the phone.
"Just got home. What's up?" I asked back, a little confused, but I knew deep down that Damon just wanted to see me.
The living room was quiet, and Damon's voice coming from the other end of the phone sounded incredibly charming, "I miss you. I want to come over."
Even though I had been trying to stay rational, I had been stuck in a rut, struggling now and then. Damon and I were getting closer, and there was nothing hidden between us.
My heart started beating faster when Damon said that. I felt the excitement of our first meeting; a little bit of attention from him would make me incredibly happy.
I took a deep breath to calm myself down, "Forget it. It's too late. I'm going to take a bath and go to bed."
Damon paused, "Come see me first, then you can take your bath. Anything you want to talk about?"
