Sarah’s POV
Sarah: And you think you are doing what now? *asks playfully*
He smirks as he comes next to me in the bed.
Damon: Do you want me to leave?
Sarah: I didn't say that!
Damon: Good, because I had no intentions of leaving!
With that, he crashes his lips on mine in a playful but lingering kiss. When we pull away he is already smiling.
Damon: Happy birthday, belle!
Sarah: Thank you!
Damon: I see you are getting ready for the party.
Sarah: Seems like it! Rose and your mother are fashion designers literally!
Damon: *laughs* That they are!
He looks at me like what he sees is everything he needs, everything he desires and it makes my heart skip so hard it feels like it's going to fly from my chest to heaven.
Sarah: What is it?
I ask in a soft voice.
Damon: I have a surprise for you.
Sarah: Damon, no. You don't have to-
Damon: Too late! And I don't have but I want to! So you will have to sneak away from the party!
Sarah: Well, I'll think about it.