Jane could feel herself getting wet, with every inch he took, her breath seemed to seize ten times faster. “I will take my bath” She runs into the bathroom, and Damon smiles sheepishly behind her. He knew he had to take things slow with her, however, with the way she looked and how beautiful she was, it was going to be a hard journey. The phone goes off, right close to him, he takes a glance at the caller ID and it reads Dave. He picks up the phone and places the call on the loudspeaker. “Jane, what have you done? Where the hell are you? How can you make such when you know Leslie can't handle stress at the moment? Jane for fuck sake, she is your best friend and has health issues at the moment do you want her to die?” Damon listened carefully, he so much wanted to smash this bastard in the face however he had to play cool. E had made a promise to Jane not to interfere with the situation. “Hello sir, thanks for calling, Miss Jane is drunk as of the moment and we are closed, and trying
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