Chapter 60

• SELENA
• With his other hand, Damon began to trace lines on my back. They were lines that pulled up my shirt as they advanced. The faint contact his fingers had against my skin and the painfully unhurried kiss made me realize what Damon meant by his words.
• Fear gripped me suddenly and I broke the kiss. My stare into Damon’s eyes intensified and I saw that look… the very one I saw the day I chained him to a chair as a way of spicing things up. That very look told me that Damon considered our erotic moments as something more intimate.