Selina’s POV
“You ran away, didn’t answer my calls” Damon continued, moving closer. “And then you just… vanished for almost an hour. And then you didn’t bother coming back…”
He was close now. Too close. I could smell his cologne…it was choking.
“That’s none of your business.” I replied, rolling my eyes.
“Isn’t it?” His voice dropped lower, became softer. Almost gentle.
“We’re supposed to be getting to know each other, Selina. Your mother wants us to spend time together. My father approved of me staying here specifically so we could… connect.”
“There’s nothing to connect about…”
“You’re beautiful, you know that?” He stepped even closer, backing me against the rose bushes.
His hand came up to brush a strand of hair from my face, the touch feather-light.
“I see you, Selina. Really
