D A M O N
When we arrived back at the cabin, Kiara changed into a cute little ruffle short that did little to hide her perfect ass and a simple white tank top. I had to physically stop myself from bending her over the kitchen counter and having my way with her.
"Okay, let's get this competition started," She said, clapping her hands together. "What are you making, Mr. Salvatore?" She looked at me with a challenging glint in her eyes.
"That's for me to know and you to find out," I said, a smirk playing on my lips. "Now, get cooking, woman. The clock is ticking."
She stuck her tongue out at me and started unpacking the groceries.
I watched her for a moment, my heart swelling with love. She was so beautiful, so full of life. I was the luckiest man in the world.
"Stop staring at me and
