After breakfast, Chloe was still confused about last night.
Damon trotted upstairs again. Chloe wanted to tell him she had already made plans with Rose to go to the company today, but at last decided to sttay in the living room and
wait for Damon to come down.
Marina came over in a bit of a rush, holding a tray. "Ms. Summers, could you do me a solid and take this medicine up to the mister? I can't leave the sauce I'm stewing in the kitchen."
Chloe took the tray immediately, "No problem, I got this."
Marina nodded gratefully and dashed back to the kitchen.
Chloe knocked on Damon's door, and carefully stepped in with his permission.
Damon was standing in front of the wardrobe, fixing his tie. He glanced at her and stopped what he was doing.
"I'm here to deliver your medicine for Marina," Chloe put down the tray.
Damon looked away and yanked off the half-done tie.
"I can't do this tie."
Chloe walked up to him.
"Need help?"
He didn't answer, but just handed the tie to her.
Chloe picked up his deep blue striped tie.
Damon was looking down at the woman in front of him.
Her skin was delicate and flushed, her nose upturned, long eyelashes cast down, lips slightly pursed, beautiful in her quietness.
The scent wafting off her was so light, so clean, he couldn't help but move a bit closer to her.
Chloe froze, taking a couple of steps back.
Damon watched her, slowly closing in on her.
Chloe backed up again, but her back hit the wardrobe. There was no way out.
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