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 for the rest of the night? I rolled my lips on my mouth and shrugged.
"Nothing's wrong" I said, standing on the tips of my toes to kiss him on his cheek. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. I sighed as I knew that he was not going to let it go.
"Come on. Tell me" Damian whispered. I looked at him. His gray eyes sparkled as he stared at me.