chapter 37- Anita Gregor

DAMON~

 

She kept her eyes fixed on me, not saying a word as she occasionally wrote something down in her note then looked back at me, her knowing glares, the sound of the clock hands moving, the breeze blowing against the open window, all the elements of the room combined made me uneasy.

 

"What?" I finally asked unable to take the silence anymore.

 

"Damon Torrence?" She said her voice calm and relaxing, possessing an element that made me think she cared.

 

"Yes," I replied hastily.

 

"What are you in my office today?" 

 

"Why else would someone be in a therapist's office?" I answered her ridiculous question with one of my own.

 

"I don't like to assume the motives of men, we are complicated creatures" She answered, there was something about the way she spoke that made me want to drop my guard but I remained alert.