Chapter 25

“Hmm," Damon gave out a soft sigh when he sipped from the mug of hot coffee.

“So how is it?" I asked with keen attention to hear his reply.

He was silent for a few seconds which got me thinking, maybe he didn't like it and I was already feeling sad.

“It tastes really good, I like it. Good job," he replied and my face brightened up.

“Thank you," I blushed and watched him as he took another sip.

My eyes were now focused on his thin, bloody, red lips. They look so tempting as it kisses the ceramic curve of the mug. I wish my lips were that mug so I could have a taste of his lips_ My God! What am I thinking? I need to get my head straight here. I needed to distract myself from gawking at his tempting lips and beautiful face.

“So...how were you able to locate my place?" I tried starting a conversation.

“I told you I know where you stay." He replied then sipped from the mug.

“Yeah you did but I would like to know how? Because I didn't remember telling you where I stayed," I said and he took