She Was In Bed With Damon

Nessa was utterly dumbfounded. What did Damon just call her? A pervert?

"Hah!" She laughed in disbelief. This was the first she was being called a pervert and by a male? Weren't males the perverted ones?

"Why are you staring at me that way?" Damon was uneasy with her gaze, " I just said the truth...." he faltered when her glare intensified. If eyes were bullets, Damon was sure he would be dead by now.

"CARLOS GET ME OUT OF HERE!" Nessa screamed at the top of her lungs, reaching the end of her patience. If this was torture, then it was the best one. She can't stand Damon. Fuck it!

The only reason Nessa was gripping the edge of her hair was to keep her hands occupied - she wanted to strangle the life out of him. But of course, no answer came from outside.