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hell? They need to tell us what happens.”
    He laughs and begins rubbing slow circles on my back. “Maybe there will be a second one.”
    I shake my head. I hate damn scary movies. They never have an actual damn ending.
    Damon stands up. “You ready? I’ll take you home.”
    Wait. What?
    I guess he sees my confused expression. “I have no intention to let you take advantage of me tonight, Miss Evans.”
    He heads for the front door and I follow completely dumbstruck. Just like I said, Damon Shaw is a complete mind fuck.
     

Chapter Seven
    I wake up to Lo blasting the fucking Backstreet Boys at eight o’clock in the damn morning. She must be cleaning. According to her, they get her amped up and it’s the only time she actually wants to clean. I don’t fight it though because she never asks me to help her.
    When I walk into the living room she is vacuuming and swaying her hips viciously to the music. I smack her ass as I walk by and she turns down the racket. “So I got home last night and you weren’t here yet. What were you up to, you little hussie?”
    I laugh. “Nothing, For once.”
    “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
    I tell Lo the whole story. How Damon found me at the club, the bet, and then everything that happened at his house. “He is so damn hot and cold, it makes me crazy. I mean what the hell, everything he has done up to this point has led me to think he wants to sleep with me, then he just takes me home.”
    She shakes her head at me. “Maybe he was just trying to be respectful, ho. Not every date needs to end in sex.”
    “Oh yeah? What did you do last night?” Her face reddens and she doesn’t answer me.
    “Exactly. Now who’s the ho?”
    “Still you.” She turns away and goes back to her boy band.
    I head into my room and get dressed. I have a test today and I’m planning on going to the library before class, because who the hell could study with Backstreet blasting. I say goodbye to Lo and hop into my car. The drive to campus is only about fifteen minutes and I spend every second of them analyzing last night. I need to put him out of my head, at least for now. I won’t see Damon until Friday anyway so I have plenty of time to stress out after my test. Oh my God. I’m gonna see him on Friday. Before I leave for a job. Can you say awkward?
    I’m trying to focus but even in a quiet library it is almost impossible to study. I might as well have been at my own apartment because I am getting absolutely nothing done. When my phone chimes I welcome the distraction. It’s a text from a number that I don’t know.
    Come over tonight at 6.
    Me: How about a hi? Who the hell is this?
    I already had a feeling that I knew exactly who it was. I only knew one person besides Lo that thought they could order me around like that.
    You know who it is. See you at 6.
    I saved his number, and shook my head at his apparent cockiness. Thankfully, I am the type of person who pays attention in class because I wasn’t getting anything done today.
    ***
    I get into my car to head over to Damon’s, and I’m actually nervous. I never know what to expect from him. I hope he doesn’t plan on watching another damn scary movie. Every stupid ass creak or noise I heard last night scared the shit out of me. I freak out whenever I hear someone clap because of that stupid ass game they played, and I’ll never look at a doll or a music box the same way. I pull into his driveway, when I knock on the door it opens. That’s weird. I hesitantly walk into his house, all I can think of is that idiot girl in the movies that investigates a quiet house. Now, I’m that brainless idiot. Great.
    Like the paranoid idiot I am, I pull out my phone and dial 911 on the keypad ready to hit call at the first sign of trouble. “Damon!” I say in a whispered call. No answer. Shit, my heart is racing right now. Honestly if I hadn’t watched that fucking movie last night I wouldn’t be freaking out nearly as much. I walk past