Nora's POV

"Is he back home yet?" I asked Jane as I walked into the living room.

She shook her head before walking away, busy with her chores. I sighed as I plopped down on the couch, hating how annoyed I was. Damon wasn't picking my calls and was home late. It was past two hours that he normally got home and I didn't need a seer to tell me that he was intentionally avoiding me.

"Silly you, Nora." I chastised myself for acting the way I was.

I was an adult and shouldn't be hung up on a man ...