Their breaths were mingling, so close that they could each feel the warmth of the other's breath.
Chloe's heart was about to leap out of her chest. She wanted to push him away, but he was so close that there was no room to flinch.
All she could do was lean back, but Damon moved in closer, their noses almost touching.
His scent enveloped her.
Chloe finally couldn't help but put her hand on Damon's shoulder.
"Damon."
She tried to stop him, but before she could get the words out, her lips brushed against his.
The cool temperature, the soft sensation.
Damon's eyes narrowed slightly, the brief contact making her nervous.
It was over before it even started, leaving a frustrating sense of regret.
The sight of those red, moist lips, the intoxicating fragrance, it was all too tempting.
Chloe's hand on his shoulder clenched into a fist.
What the hell.
Was that considered her making the first move?
Damon lowered his gaze and unbuckled her seat belt.
"If I hadn't brought you here tonight, I would've definitely responded to that kiss."
"..."
"But bringing you to my place is already making you uncomfortable. If I took advantage of that, I wouldn't be a gentleman..."
After saying that, Damon paused and chuckled, "Even gangsters have their principles."
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