Damon’s POV
The moment the words slipped from her lips, I felt something snap deep inside me.
“The car… is as thrilling as its owner.” Those words echoed in my head.
The evening breeze swept through her long, silky black hair, carrying a faint trace of her shampoo, something clean and maddeningly intoxicating. But it wasn’t the wind that stole my breath.
It was her.
Those tempting blue eyes locked onto mine with unflinching boldness, her smile playing at the corner of her lips like she knew exactly what she was doing to me.
Fuck.
Every nerve in my body screamed to just seize her, to haul her against me and taste every inch until she forgot her own damn name. My fists clenched at my sides, nails biting into my palms as I forced my body to stay rooted, controlled.
I inhaled sharp
