~CLARISSA~
"Remove what?" I gasp. I couldn't believe this was happening right now. It felt like a dream, and this feels like the Damon I've always craved. It felt too good to be true.
"The one thing on your body that made me the happiest man alive." He growls.
Did it really make him that happy?
"I don't know what you're talking about." I lie.
I didn't want to assume he was speaking about the tattoo; I wanted to hear him admit it first.
He breathes me in, "You know exactly what I'm talking about."
I tried to stop my heart from doing the inevitable, but I was losing all control because of his nearness. It had me confused and, quite frankly, stupid.
"My name." He croaks in a pained whisper.
What was he doing to me? His voice. The way he was looking at me. Everything was doing
