What to wear

What to wear
Evie Pov

I can feel myself shaking just enough to know that we didn't imagine someone stumbling across us in the garden tonight. At least thats what I am hoping happened, because the alternative of someone following us out there to watch is too much to bare. I mean who would do that? Damon pushes open the doors to our room and quickly shuts them behind us as I practically sprint for our bed climbing in and burying myself under the covers. I feel the mattress sink as he sits down before he asks " Are you okay?" I pull the covers down to expose just my eyes before asking "Do you think they saw us?" I see a wave of irritation and anger flash across his face before being washed away by a look of calm. "I wish I could tell you for certain, but a I honestly don't know. Maybe after hearing us they fled to quickly to see anything I couldn't even pick up a scent to track, did you?" He asks hesitantly his eyes taking in mine gently like he thinks he will scare me off. "No I didn't notice a scent either but to be fair I was really distracted so I do't know how reliable of a source I am." I say rubbing my forehead and feeling like an idiot. Damon grabs my hand and pulls me into his lap "You are a reliable source, just because you were embarrassed and rushing out of there doesn't mean that you wouldn't have noticed something like that. Like I said I couldn't find a scent either, so either they left quickly or they know how to mask their scent. I choose to believe its the first option because I can't think of anyone who would want to follow us into the garden and watch us all night." He says reassuringly while stroking my hair. "I think your right someone must have stumbled upon us and fled once they realized what was happening. I just hope they didn't see too much before they left." I say looking up at him. "I don't think anyone would have looked Evie don't worry about it. There's something else I have been meaning to talk to you about if your feeling up to it tonight?" Damon asks cautiously leaving me room to say no. "Of course, goddess yes! Please let's change the subject." I say perking up a bit. "Okay, well when I talked to my father the other night about our rouge problem he had a couple suggestions for us. One of which being that he wants us to start combat training, including with the weapons specialist. He wants you to learn how to protect yourself in every form just in case." Damon says concern furrowing his brows. "I have never done any weapon training before, but I did combat training with all of my siblings back in Bloodmoon. Have you trained with a weapon specialist?" I ask and watch some of the tension leave his shoulders like he was worried I would have no training at all. He nods "Yes, I have been in it pretty much my whole life. But the last two years at Blackwood I haven't picked up a sword let alone any other kind of weapon so I will have to catch back up. It will be like trying it together for the first time." He says pressing a soft kiss to my temple "let's get some rest we had a long night" I smile at him and get up and head to the bathroom to get ready for bed, when I come back he is lounging on the top of the comforter in nothing but his boxers. Honestly if it wasn't for the sudden flashback of being caught in the garden I might have considered jumping his bones again. I climb into bed and lay down on his chest using my fingers to trace small circles on him. Then it hits me I shoot up and look him in the eyes with a small glare. "Hey! I just realized you never told me the theme of the ball! And after everything I would say I more than earned it." Damon chuckles "oh with your performance this evening you more than earned it little mate. My father told me after dinner that it's going to be a masquerade ball, I know that it isn't exactly a theme but basically I would say the bigger the better in terms of what to wear." Flashes of different dresses I have dreamed of over the years dance in my mind, I wonder if he will let me pick what color we wear. "Can we wear coordinating outfits again? Oh and can I pick the color again? We can get matching masks too!" I say jumping up kneeling on the bed next to him. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me down laughing. "If I would have known you would have been this happy about picking out clothes I would have told you the theme right away. Yes we can coordinate and yes you can pick the color again, but lets pick the masks together." I nod smiling from ear to ear. " I can't wait to go shopping. I have to tell the girls, and since my mom is here she can come!" I reach for my phone but Damon pulls me back down and chuckles again. " Okay okay, i'm glad your excited but this can all wait to the morning. Now let's lay back down and get some sleep." Damon says stroking my hair. I fall asleep dreaming of the different ballgowns to try on and how much fun we are all going to have dancing the night away.