"Thank you," I said. "That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me."
"Well, get used to it," he said, a smug look on his face. "Because I plan on saying a lot more nice things to you. Unless of course, you need me to be a bad boy, then I can do that too."
My blush deepened. "You're impossible."
"You have no idea," he said, winking.
Leave it to Damon to make s****l jokes when a war has just been declared against him.
He pulled up to the cabin where my grandmother was staying. The guards he had posted outside nodded at him as we walked in.
She was sitting by the window, a book in her lap. She looked up when we entered, a small smile on her face. But it quickly faded when she saw the look on our faces.
"What's wrong?" She asked, her expression immediately turning into one of conc
