He's A Hoot

#Chapter35 He's A Hoot

As Damien entered the library he went straight to the table at the far end and surely there she was... sleeping.

It reminded him of the time before they were a couple, officially at least- and she was sleeping just like this with her strawberry blonde curls

sprawled around the table.

God he has it bad for her, he thought.

Placing his own bag beside hers he took a seat next to her and just watched her, took her in,

memorizing her gentle features.

Damien knew she was the first one and the last one who would make him feel the way he did with her. It was her or no one.

However, these thoughts were short lived as a group of particularly land girls walked in chatting, which woke Audrey up.

/"Dami?/" she asked while rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

/" Yea it's me little red /" he answered.