The Truth Behind Rejection

Carrying her was nothing more than an innocent act on Damon's part but as for Sarah... The scent, the feel of his hand on her, the cheesy stuff he said back there....everything just made her mind go haywire, but she never once opened her mouth to tell him to let her down. She liked their proximity as well as how close they had become in their relationship, much more than she herself would ever admit. So right up until he plopped her feet down unto the tiled floor of his mansion, she beared it all and kept completely silent.

And as she stood there, she could feel this urge...this urge to pull him by his shirt and bring him closer, close enough for his lips to touch hers. But she didn't dare. Yes, they were much comfortable around eachother, but that didn't mean she could be as daring as she wanted nor as bold as she wanted. The embarrassment she'd feel after doing such things would only eat her up until there's nothing left of her.

"Sarah?" Damon called, eyeing her as s