**Damon's POV**
I woke up this morning a little more frustrated than usual. It has been about three days that I have talked to Savannah. She says she wants only s*x, and her heart isn't in it, so there is no reason for me to talk to her right now. When she wants me she can call. If she is serious about not letting her heart get in the way, then I need to pull away from her. I really do love her, and I know why she doubts me. I didn't have the best reputation in school, but at the same time I never treated her wrong. I could never get Savannah out of my mind or my heart. Now I am afraid that all the time I spent loving her was a waste. Here she is, finally somewhat mine, and she wants nothing more than my d**k. How can she not feel it though? The passion that's there when we are intimate?
