Raven's POV
"Uh?" The sound escapes my lips before I can stop it.
He isn't looking at me. Just on his phone, typing away like a complete robot. His fingers move across the screen with mechanical precision, his storm-gray eyes never once lifting to acknowledge my presence. It's like I'm invisible, like I didn't just burst into his room half-naked and panicking.
I don't know where else to go. My body can't stand the sight of Damon right now, not after what I saw in that shower, not after what the maid said about his fiancé. So I take advantage of his nonchalance and start getting dressed, making sure I'm creative in a way that my whole body won't give anything away until I'm done.
The navy dress the maid threw at me is beautiful, I'll give her that.
My hands shake as I smooth down the f
