Carter struggles against his hold until Damon has him bent over my balcony railing, and then he’s begging him not to let go. I should be scared, terrified, but seeing Damon like this has my thighs rubbing together and my pulse racing in my ears. There’s something sick and broken inside me that loves the way he’s handling my date. Carter yells, and my mind snaps back in place. “Don’t kill him!” Damon looks back at me, head tilted. “Only because you asked.” He slams the patio door shut and locks Carter outside. All of Damon’s attention is focused on me. His shoulders rigid, dark eyes narrowed,
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Bro the chemistry has not failed me once
