Intoxicated Love
But really, when he's like this, he makes me blush and fluttered.
"I told you, not my mate," Damion threatened, making a fist.
Am I starting to — oh wait, I shall remove that toxic thought out of my head. This is just some sort of puberty hitting on me, that's all. Nothing more, nothing less.
Why would I even think about feeling romantically attached to Damion? He's shitty. He didn't deserve my cunning beauty. This face will end up with her mate? Nah, won't let it happen. I know how slut I can be with all the boys I like to have sex with, and it's kind of embarrassing to do it with Damion. He's too hot, I couldn't handle seducing him to do it with— WHAT? NOW I'M THINKING ABOUT HAVING SEX WIT