I was standing in front of the mirror, getting ready for our date when something came back in my mind. I put on my lipstick and let my eyes drift to Damian who was sitting on the couch and watching me get ready.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"What?" I questioned as I turned to look at him. He stood up and walked to me, now a frown on his beautiful face.

"You're thinking about something" he said and leant to peck my cheek. "What is it?" he asked as he pull away to look at me. I gulped. I wanted to tell him but what if that ruins his mood...