Damon's POV
Part of me was terrified about bringing Madilyn home. She knows I'm no virgin, but I don't want her to compare herself to the other women I've been with because there is no comparison. With her it was more than s*x, its intimacy and love. Sometimes I wish I could know everything she's thinking, because not knowing makes me want to die. I heard the door close and the shower door swung open and there she was in all her glory. This woman is going to be the death of me. I can't even look at her without getting hard. She joins me in the shower but she's pouty.
"What's wrong, love?" I asked her, trying not to get soap in my mouth.
"What if your family doesn't like me?" She asked with her puppy dog eyes.
"They will love you, don't worry." I told her, placing a kiss on her foreh
