Chapter 27: Last night

KENDALL 'S POV -

I had woken up an hour ago but remained in the same position I hade awoken. Last night's memories were still carved fresh in my mind and I relieved them all.

Suddenly, a tight hand grabbed the bare flesh on my hips under the sheets, promptly jolting me back into reality. I noticed his eyes were still closed. I ran my fingers fondly through his hair, savouring each moment as long as I could.

After all I didn't know whether I would get this chance again after he woke up. Things had got twisted and fast. I just hoped that it wasn't a turn for the worse.

But my own resolve failed with each of his shallow breaths which indicated that he was waking up.

There had been the sound of feet shuffling since sometime and I knew that I would soon have to get out of bed. Finding it harder to get out of bed every passing second, I slowly tore myself out of his strong grip.

I watched the muscles in his arms flex as I placed it away from my hips. Getting up, i allowed myself one final glance at him, never knowing what the future held for us.

Stepping in the bathroom, I quickly showered and got dressed. His beautiful face again fell into my view and grabbed all my attention. His features were angelic.

His deep eyes hiding behind dark and long lashes, his high cheekbones which looked sharp enough to cut into my skin and finally those lucious lips which seemed as an open invitation to me to bite them.

Unable to resist any longer, I placed a short but short peck on them before staggerring out the door. A sweet reminder of last night but hell all the soreness was worth it.

I soon found myself stumbling down the hallway and caught a whiff of Damon's scent in the air. Wait a second. When did he come back?

I followed the scent to Samarah's room and witnessed a very anxious Damon and Miranda leaning over an unconcious Samarah on the bed.

Turning my way Damon let out a relieved sigh," Thank Goodness, both of you are finally here." My eyebrows raising quizically I asked," Both?"

Damon threw me a duh look as the ever handsome Ken tried to rapidly walk past me. But guess even his strong thoughts had been affected by last night's charade, as in his attempt to dodge me, he lost his footing, stumbling into me. Thanks to my werewolf strength, instead of falling down with him, I held him in my arms just like he had done a few hours ago.

His hands gripped the back of my neck for support while I held him by the waist. His eyes refused to meet mine as a deep hue spread across his cheeks. An instant later, he pried himself away from me, standing on his own.

KEN ' S POV -

I had woken up a little while ago but had chosen to remain lying on the bed due to the soreness I felt on every inch of my body.

Still, I would do it again if I ever got the chance. Hearing the shower turn off, I quickly shut my eyes. I wanted to figure how she felt about last night before taking any further step.

I heard her footsteps as she entered the room, stopping a few feet away from my bed. She remained glued to that spot for sometime before stepping closer to the bed.

I felt her stop near me and then she planted her lips on mine with a little tongue action. Then she quickly trudged away, leaving me wondering. WTH did that mean?

I laid there dumbfounded for a few seconds before grabbing a t-shirt and running after her. I halted my tracks on tering Samarah's room and witnessing the sight there, I could tell something was wrong. Heck, even Damon had returned earlier than expected.

I tried to rush past Kendall still unaware on how to approach her but instead fell right into her arms, just as I had fallen for her. Still unable to face her, I casted my glance downwards.

This also helped in hiding the blush that had creeped up on my face unexpectedly upon the sudden contact of her hands on my waist. I glanced at her neck briefly. The hickey was partially visible underneath her dark hair. I smirked at my work.

The sight of her pulsating veins last night bought water to my mouth. But I was relieved that I had been able to stop myself otherwise, the pain I would have felt had she rejected me, would have been equivalent to death for me. The feeling of drinking from one you had feelings for connected each other to a whole other level. I felt her gaze on me intensify by the minute, so I tore myself apart from heramd focused my attention on Damon instead.

MIRANDA ' S POV -

I had been getting impatient by the minute. Damon had not yet informed me on Samarah' s condition. I didn't know WTH was taking him so long.

For all Samarah could be at the brink of death right now and him keeping secrets wasn't helping at all. " Thank goodness! Both of you are finally here.", my frustrating thoughts were cut by the frustrating person himself.

I barked through gritted teeth," Are you spilling the beans already? Or should I get it out of you", I paused," My way" , I finished threateningly. Damon shot me a " You dare not" glance.

I counterattacked his glare with one of my own as if saying," Watch me " , refusing to back down.

"Ok, the both of you! STOP this instant!" Kendall warned eyeing us. I had a deja vu of Kendall slapping Damon and gulped. Something told me that me being Luce Mia wouldn't deter her from landing one on me. In order to avoid the plight of Damon I composed myself.

" What's up with Samarah Damon?", Kendall inquired, staggering forward. I raised an eyebrow seeing her almost limp but decided to not stray from the urgent topic for which we were gathered.

Damon took a big gulp of air even though vampires don't need breath as such anyways. I tapped my foot impatiently as Damon finally spoke," Samarah might not be who we are thinking her to be."