I quickly stopped kissing Brad and froze. What the hell was Damon doing here, in my penthouse? Him and Henry weren't supposed to be back until tomorrow. I could feel Brad tense against me and I let out a sigh. He pulled his arms away from me and helped me off the counter. I slowly turned towards the elevator and saw Damon standing there, holding two cups of coffee. Even though he was thoughtful, I was becoming very annoyed with him. Yes, we were close friends, but what part of taking a break like he suggested did he not understand?
"Damon, what are you doing here? I thought you and Henry were gone until tomorrow?"
I crossed my arms over my chest and watched him slowly walk closer to us. When he got to the counter, he sat the coffees down and looked between me and Brad. He sighed and cros
