Chapter 20

As we got closer to the house I had a whiff of a familiar scent. I inhaled deeply to make sure my unstable senses were not deceiving me. The closer we got, the stronger the scent was. The saddest part is that I couldn't place a finger on who or what it was. Curiosity and anticipation were slowly killing me as I stood behind Damian waiting for him to slide the door open..

As soon as the door crept open, I was certain to whom the scent belonged. I followed my instincts down into what looked like the kitchen despite the faint calls of my name behind. As I stepped into the kitchen, my eyes immediately fell on him crouched on the counter, mouth glued to the glass tip. His muscles bulging out of the grey short-sleeved shirt he wore.

He sensed my presence as if by magic, his body stiffened and immediately turned, eyes jiggering around as if looking for someone. Finally, his gaze landed on me, his eyes widened a fraction. He looked as handsome as ever, his grey eyes matching perfectly with