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Chapter 10: Connect

The next morning, I woke up to the smell of pancakes. I crinkled my nose and rolled over.

Damon didnt know how to cook for his life!

Then I realized; I'm not in my room! I sat up and stretched my arms, looking around the rather large master room and I smiled.

Oh yeah. I moved in with the European God.

I quickly moved to the bathroom and wash my face and brush my teeth, then make my way down stairs into the large kitchen.

"Good morning," I say as I see Damon stuffing his face with pancakes. "Morning babygirl, sleep well?" Damon asked through a stuffed mouth. "FIne and close your mouh." I say cringing, causing him to open his mouth wide open, showing me his contents.

"Ew," I groan and squint my eyes. And he smiles, "Who made breakfast?" I quickly ask.

"I did." Suddenly I hear from behind me and it's Brooke. Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail and she's wearing a sundress. She looks quite happy this morning. "I gave the cook off for the day and thought you'd guys would like something special to eat. I figured pancakes is the home warming meal of a lifetime." She says with a wide smile. "Thank you. Also thank you for letting us stay-" But she stops me, "Please dont thank me. It was more than my pleasure." She says, smiling brightly at me. 

Dont smile at her, because soon enough you'll be fucking her husband again. I remind myself harshly. I swallow hard and look over at the mouthwatering pancakes.

I'm hungry as well. "I'm going to go out into town, anything you'd like?" She asks us with innocent eyes.

Damon struggles to talk as he lifts his head up, trying to keep his food into his mouth. "No, girl you're doing great. Thank you. Girl, you go do you. Treat yourself to a good night out. These pancakes are the bomb dot com. Their going to put me into an early grave. My God!" He says, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

I hear her giggle and I cant help but share a laugh too, "Thanks, but I'll be back soon." She says and slips through the kitchen door.

That was personally weird as hell...

I sigh and bite the corner of my lip.

And as if it didnt get any weirder...

"Good morning." Raphael says emerging through the hall door. "Good morning." Damon says and I give him a half of smile. For some reason I just couldnt speak.

"Where's Brooke?" He asks, looking around the kitchen. "She went out, but left some of her bomb ass pancakes at my- I mean our mercy." Damon says, quickly as he goes for his third helping. "So you dont mind if I join you?" Raphael asks.

"This is your house Mr. Underwood!" Damon says.

I mean forreal, the hospitality was over the top now. He smirks and takes a seat next to me, reaching for a plate. "Please call me Raphael. You seem quite quiet this morning Aries. I hope you slept peacefully." He says innocently, with batting eyes.

Oh what a prude he was! Such a tease as well! I fake a smile, "I slept great thank you."

"So she speaks. What's on the agenda for the day?" He asks us and I glance at Damon. "Nothing much, why?" I ask. "Just curious to make sure I have you under the highest protection." Raphael says simply as he cuts his pancake. I stiffen and shake my head, "No need for that. I'm a big girl, I'm certain I can take care of myself." I say, trying to hide my anger.

Damon grimaces and picks up his plate. "Oh, look at that time. My comfty new bed is calling my name. I'll see you cool cats later." He says simply, and drops his plate in the sink and moves out the door.