So it goes....

Part 6

Opening my eyes, I blink slowly and feel a bitter taste in my mouth. Licking around my mouth, I realize it's the taste of blood and it makes me look around. I'm in my bed and I hear someone in my bathroom. The door opens and fog leave the bathroom and a tall figure stands in the doorway.

Damon is revealed and it makes me remember what happened last night. He attacked me and I saved him, he fed me his blood and I soon fell asleep. A towel is wrapped low around his body and I try not to check him out and decide he needs clothes.

"Glad to see your finally awake, sorry I took too much out of ya" He speaks up and walks towards me as I tried walking to the door. He smells really good like that nice subtle clean soap.

I look up at him and shrug. "Don't worry about it, I should probably get you some clothes so i'll be back"

"How are you gonna do that?" He asks not budging. My dumb self puts a hand on his chest and can feel the muscle and wetness from the water.

Pulling away, I notice him smirk down at me and try to ignore it.

"I'll look for some old clothes my dad doesn't wear anymore. He won't miss them" With that I lightly push him out of the way and leave my room.

Heading up the hall to my dads room, I look for the box with the clothes he said he was gonna donate, and open it. Looking for the best thing that screams Damon, I find a pair of black joggers and a white t shirt. Everything else was brighter colors so it was the best i could do. I get a pair of socks and boxers before I grab some deodorant for him. Hoping this'll be all he needs, I start heading back to my room.

Throwing the things to Damon, I point to my bathroom letting him know to change in there. "That's all I could find that wasn't too bright, hope you can fit them" My dad was more muscular and tall so they might look a bit baggy on him.

Smirking Damon eyes the black joggers. "I'm sure if this doesn't i'll tie it tight, thanks Amatheia" He heads into the bathroom and cracks the door. This makes me decide I should put my glasses on since i'm in the house and will probably stay here for a couple hours. I slip the thin wire frames on and walk to my bed.

Plopping on my bed, I check my phone to see if I got any messages. "So are you gonna let Stefan know your okay and fed?"

I hear him make a sound of disagreement. "Stefan has my ring that lets me out in the sun, I think i'll let him think i'm deciding on my next meal and won't even give away where I am"

"So your staying here?"

He pops his head out dressed. "Is that a problem?" He notices my glasses on my face but doesn't say anything already seeing them on me yesterday night.

With a small shake of my head, I feel my hair and scrunch my face up feeling that it's probably dirty from laying on that floor in the basement. "Not at all. Your brother did text me asking me if you contacted me though"

Damon reveals himself in my dad's clothes and I have to say he's adorable in them. The white tee is big and makes his lean frame poke out, the joggers are nice and baggy on him and tight around his waist but they hang low. Looking at his hair, it's styled messy and makes him look so comfy and human.

"Don't answer him, infact-" He takes my phone and slips it in his pocket. I glare at him and reach for it but he puts a large hand around my neck and straddles me. "It'll be funny as Saint Stefan worries about the safety of his close friend"

I don't fight against him like most people would've because he isn't putting pressure on my neck. Infact, he just has his hand around it trying to make sure I agree with his plan and don't fight him. The fact that he's being a total dominant alpha male is sexy but I can't let him know I like it.