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I drop my eyes to hide a grin and they laugh at me, the pricks. Damon licks his lips and takes my ankle to drag me down a little bit, then he moves to lie between my legs and lifts a candy bar to my lips. I grin some more and snatch a big bite, eyeing him while I feed him a hit of my joint.

“What’s on your mind, big brother?”

He smirks, sliding his hand over my thigh to grip my waist. “Did you like that?”

My brows pull in and I stop chewing, hesitating a moment because I’m not sure what the right answer is here. “Yeah..”

“That’s too bad, punk.” He teases, taking my mouth with his. “Because as hot as that was, it’s never happening again.”

I laugh lightly, sliding my free hand through his hair to kiss him back. “Whatever you say, boss.”

Chapter 24

Damon

“You know you could just ask me, right?”

Her hand freezes on my chest and she tenses, locking her muscles against mine. “How long have you been awake?”

“Not long.” I open my eyes, sliding them over her body to eye her bare thigh wrapped around my sheets. “You like watching me sleep?”

“I don’t mind it.” She admits, teasing my abs with her fingertips. “It’s the only time you’re not mad or bossy.”

I laugh lightly, interlocking her fingers with mine. “Ask me, punk.”

She hesitates, dropping her eyes to my chest. “It was her birthday. The day you and the boys skipped school to hang out with me all day?”

I nod.

“Why?”

“Why was it her birthday?”

“Damon.”

I lick my lips, leaning in to speak over hers. “Because we wanted to. Because we wanted you. Because you made us forget.”

Her brows pull in and she chews her lip, thinking a moment.

“What’s on your mind, punk?”

“You confuse me.” She admits, bouncing her eyes between mine.

“How’s that?”

“You say you want me, that I’m yours, but you could have any girl you want, any fuckin’ where, any fuckin’ time.”

“What’s your point?”

“Why me?”

I run my thumb over her lip ring, hiding a glare when I realize what she’s thinking.

“You really have no idea how perfect you are, do you?” I whisper, pulling her eyes back to mine when she tries to look away. “I want you because you’re the realest girl I’ve ever met. I want you because you do whatever the fuck you want and laugh at anyone who says you can’t while you’re doing it. I want you because you’d burn this motherfuckin’ planet to the ground to protect the people you care about. I want you because you did, because you do, Callie, every fuckin’ day.”

Her mouth parts and she blinks a few times, staring at me like I’m some alien creature she doesn’t understand.

“I want you because you’re you.” I go on, taking her mouth with mine. “And I’m selfish enough to take you without asking and keep you here against your will if that’s what it takes. Because you’re mine, and you’ll stay mine. Got it?”

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