ANNABEL

Yeah, I was gonna accept his proposal. As fucked up as it sounded, I knew Damon wasn’t gonna keep this shit going forever. I needed something real, even though I craved him, wanted to keep drowning in his touch. But I couldn’t. We were just fucking around, pleasing each other, and it was gonna end one day, sure as hell.

“So, you gonna accept me? Did you give it a thought over the weekend?” Michael asked, his eyes hopeful. Yeah, all weekend I’d been holed up in my room, ...