Damon's POV
I watch Sarah walking down the stairs with my sister and it takes me all I have not to gasp like a fool allowing my eyes to stay glued on that stunning woman before me. She is a sight of beauty and grace. I can’t help but admire her even more than I was intending to.
I look at her up and down, in an attempt to try and take in as much of her as I can. To think that not many days ago she was about to get sold to some perverted man who would ruin her stunning purity...and now she is here, in my house, for my eyes only even if it is for ever lasting moments.
We lock eyes and I feel like a total asshole as they introduce themselves to Camille. The woman I have invited to be my date has nothing on the beauty itself that is standing before me. What takes me out of my daze is Camille leaning into me.
Camille: Baby?
Damon: Um, what is it?
I turn to look at her, still feeling the piercing dark brown eyes of the beautiful angel on me.