Not edited. Well it seems that many of you liked the laugh in the last chapter. Have to admit I giggled while writing it. Anna deserves some laughs because she is only 17, still more innocent than not and let's face it... even us old adults would be laughing our heads off if we heard that!

Anna was standing at the stove when Damon walked into the room. Try as she might, she couldn't keep the grin fron her face and was thankful that she was turned away from him.

"You didn't wait for me."

"I was hungry so I came down to start cooking.... I hope that's ok?"

Damon sighed and walked up behind her placing his hands on her waist and his head on her shoulder.

"I would have liked to cook breakfast for you love. It's my job to take care of you."

"I don't mind." She found it difficult to concentrate as she was aware, very aware of his close proximity to her body. Then she giggled. She couldn't help it. She felt his hands add more pressure on her waist and started laughing loudly as she couldn't stop the thought that crossed her mind.... which one did he use?

Damon hadn't heard her laugh like this before and he grinned "What has you laughing love?"

Anna dropped the spatula she was using and held her hands to her mouth trying to stop laughing. She shook her head side to side vigorously. There was no way in hell she'd tell him that!

But he wouldn't give up. If there was something that made her this happy then he wanted to know so he could make sure it happened again!

"Anna, tell me now."

Again, she shook her head.

"Anna, I wasn't asking."

She pushed away from him and tried as hard as she could to stop but each time she did it just made it worse.

She felt his mouth on hers. Her laughter muffled to a stop as he held her close and tasted his woman. Forgetting that he'd kissed her simply to stop the laughter he continued until they were both needing air and her hands were winding their way through his hair.

Gasping, their foreheads met. "Now tell me."

She grinned.

"No way Anna. Tell me right now." His dominant voice wasn't one to ignore.

She dropped her head to his chest and mumbled "I heard you."

"What?" She didn't say that did she?

"I heard you!" she blurted the words out and started to giggle again.

"Oh" Damon felt the colour rise to his face, yes he was embarrassed but there was no way in hell he'd ever admit that to her... "and?"

"You were loud"

"Fuck." Damon had no damn idea what to say... could this be more embarrassing... and then he knew exactly how to get the upper hand once again.

"You could have joined me."

Anna felt the blood drain from her face "What?"

"You heard me. Next time feel free to join me." He bent his head down to her ear "I'd love to feel your hands on me baby girl."

She felt like the floor just dropped out from under her... did he really say... no... he didn't... surely...

Her phone that she'd left on the table let out a jingle as she received a message from an unknown number. She froze.

"What is it?" Damons face was now completely serious.

"Only family and friends have my number and they have a different tone for each of them. I don't know who that is."

Damon let her go and in one stride he was at the table holding her phone and opening rhe message.

For the second time in less than twenty four hours his blood ran cold.

Good girls don't let other men touch my property.