The Problem With Love

The days following the trial still held the buzz and excitement of it. People seemed to have nothing else to talk about, the gambling house was closed indefinitely and I wonder what might become of Adrianne.

I felt like telling Damon what I knew about the vampires and Adrianne but it would bring up questions I was unable to answer and at this point, I wasn't ready to go through an explanation, and my and Damon's relationship wasn’t right in the least bit. We still spoke but only when necessary.

I watched him come out of the bathroom, his hair was damp from the shower and a towel was tied to his waist. I gulped at the perfection that he was, his well-sculpted abs were in complete view of me and if I didn't know him better, I’d have thought he was teasing me.

He glanced up at me and I immediately turned away, keeping my gaze maintained on the book on my thighs. I saw him from the corner of my eyes head towards me and I stilled my breath in anticipation, a rush of disappointment ran thro