Angel's POV...
As you could've guessed, I'm at a club with Damon. His friends are also here and none of them are alone.
Everyone is with a partner and somehow I ended up with Damon.
Shocker. Not really.
I turn and pull him down to my level and say in his ear, "I need to wee wee", and giggle.
He has an amused smile as he nods and puts his hand on my lower back before leading me to the toilets.
He better not think I'm actually intoxicated.
Being the noble guy he is, he guarded the door for me as I did my business.
I did pee but I just needed to put together my gun properly.
I didn't actually want to come but it so happened my targets are here.
Lemme go back a bit for you....
Flashback...
This guy seriously thinks I would go to a club.
"I'm sure you are aware what time it is ri
