Serena Mclane's P. O. V

My mother barely bats an eyelash as she shrugs her dainty shoulder, grabbing an extra blanket from the linen cupboard and setting it down on the slightly large pile as she looks at Damien behind me, that same smile still plastered across her face.

"The more the merrier."

At her words, I turn to Damien who looks unaffected and I immediately know that he had plans of staying even if my mother disagreed. Raising an eyebrow, he still doesn't get the hint till I nudge him as discreetly as possible in the ribs which finally gets his body working. Damien's blue eyes settle into a small glare as he sidles away from me and towards my mother. A vey clear fake smile adorns his features as he grasps the pile of linen from my mother. For some reason Damien has slowly serrated to revert back to his somewhat rigid persona in the presence of my family and I can not think as to why.

"Thank you so much Damien. You're so kind." My mother says genuinely while I let out a low scoff only for Damien to hear.

"We'll be having an early night mum if you don't mind." I say slowly, hoping she doesn't object to anything but I get my reply immediately as she shakes her head.

"Of course not. I was hoping to have one too," my mother then pauses, unsure if she should say what she has plaguing her mind before deciding to just say it, "Will you be both sleeping in the same room?"

My mouth goes slightly dry and my eyes squint in confusion all while Damien tenses up besides me, hands clenching around the bundle of blankets he has as he sends me quick precise looks which practically inform me to tell my mother.

"Mum, you do know we are engaged right?" I say.

Well technically, I add in my head.

My mother stays in thought for a few seconds before nodding her head at the both of us, and motioning us to go ahead.

"Goodnight you two." She calls warm while I reply back with the same warmth. Damien gives a curt goodnight form his side making me roll my eyes.

As we both head up the stairs together, I rush through the house before I reach my reach my old room, seeking the comfort of a bed so that I can easily fall asleep. Not admitting it to Damien but wanting nothing more then to cuddle up in some blankets while being wrapped around in his embrace.

I can hear the thumping of Damien's footsteps behind me as I enter my room, not taking any time to look around and instead head straight to my cupboard to grab myself some comfy clothes to sleep in. As I grab a loose t- shirt with some comfortable pants, I pause momentarily and glance at Damien who is placing the stuff in his hands on the bed.

"I could get you a pair of my Dad's clothes?" I offer but as soon as the words leave my mouth, laughter escapes it too at the mere thought of Damien wearing clothes that belong to my father.

The two are nowhere near close to each others build and height as my Dad is somewhat skinny and not nearly as tall as him. Damien narrows his eyes at me but instead of answering me verbally, the man opts for another faster route that makes my heart beat at an incredibly fast pace inside my chest.

Damien sheds his clothes off of his body without even saying anything, not even giving me a chance to look away. When I do manage to re start my thought process, I immediately turn away and ignore Damien's light sound of laughter.

"You have seen me naked before you know?" He questions rhetorically all while I can hear the sound of cloth hitting floor.

It's not about me seeing him naked. It's about me most likely attacking him at the sight of his nakedness.

I clear my throat and instead grab the articles of clothes in my hand tighter as I manoeuvre my way across Damien to head to the bathroom. Side stepping the strewn clothes, I don't glance in his direction, trying my best to ignore him but he doesn't seem to have the same idea as me as I feel a warm hand latch onto my arm, pulling me back into Damien's strong familiar embrace which I find immense comfort in. I hesitate for a few seconds but then find myself leaning back into his chest, knowing beforehand that he probably had no intentions of letting me go.

I lean my own empty hand on Damien's arm and manage to let out a small squeak as he spins me around so that I now face him.

"I need to get changed." I say lowly, my face flaming red as I catch sight of his bare torso. Only now realising that the man is nearly completely naked except for his boxers covering the essentials.

Damien releases my waist with one hand as he brings it up to stroke my cheek, leaning in at the same time to whisper in my ear, "You can change in front of me. I don't mind."

The hair on my neck stand up as I catch the lustful look in his eyes, a spark of thrill shooting through my entirety. Especially as Damien delicately brings his hands to the collar of my blouse, tugging at it before lowering down to my buttons which he expertly starts to undo, purposely brushing his skin against mine.

As the garment falls to the ground, falling next to his own cloths, Damien doesn't wait another second to strip me bare of my skirt, leaving me next to exposed.

Our close contact allows for our bare skin to press up against each other, sending wild thoughts through my mind and as I connect my gaze with Damien's, he seems to be having the same thoughts as he presses his lips to mine in an instant but unfortunately pulls back in the same second.

My lips tilt into a frown especially when he grabs my change of clothes and helps me to get into them, drowning out my sounds of protests as the material of my shirt nearly gets stuffed into my mouth.

Letting out a huff of air in annoyance, I step back without thanking him for his help and instead sit on the edge of my bed, preoccupying myself with taking off my bra without being bothered to take my shirt off as well. Damien eyes me in curiosity, seemingly impressed as I successfully take it off and fall backwards onto my bed without another word.

I can tell Damien is thoroughly amused with my little hissy fit as the light switches off and Damien makes his way to the bed. I allow myself to be pulled up by the big brute as he pulls back the covers while I awkwardly try to get up and slip under them. Damien pulls me into him once more as we settle into the comfort of not only the bed but each other.

"Go to sleep baby girl. I know you're tired." He whispers into my ear as he places a lingering kiss to my forehead before placing his head on top of mine.

I don't answer but still kiss his neck which I can easily reach from our position. Damien lets out a low chuckle, knowing I'm practically pouting.

"Just look at how our rolls have changed since this morning," Damien says thoroughly amused, "You know I'd love to play out what's in your thoughts but I'm not sure your mother would appreciate you screaming the house down."

My eyebrows scrunch in confusion but that too lasts only a second as his meaning makes itself clear to me, my mouth falling open at his perverted words. The sight shaking of Damien's chest lets me know that he's figured out that I've caught on.

I grumble under my breath and nuzzle into him. Deciding then and there to just shut my eyes and catch some sleep.

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This happens more often then not.

What?

Me being so tired that I can barely walk and every fibre of my being just wants to unwind. The only way possible to do that is to lay in bed and catch some sleep. Whenever I do manage to do so, I remain lying in bed, waiting for that moment when my eyes closed. Only for it to not happen as the sleep starts to escape me till I lay there wide awake. No amount of counting sheep helps and so I have no clue on what to do  till the early sun peaks through the window when I finally close my eyes as the tiredness comes back.

"I can feel you thinking." Damien grumbles from besides me, adjusting his position as he pulls his head from off of mien before nuzzling into my neck.

"I can't help it." I whisper in a low tone, voice coming out muffled due to Damien's hair.

Damien doesn't reply as we both settle into silence, him trying to fall asleep while I wander my gaze around, letting out a quiet sigh. A few more minutes pass till he lets out a low groan, releasing me and turning on his back in one swift movement. Arms lifting up to rest under his head as Damien grunts in annoyance.

"You aren't going to be sleeping any time soon are you?" He asks, already knowing the answer as I snuggle up to him, wrapping my arms around his torso and placing my head onto his chest causing him to automatically bring his arms to hold me.

"I can't help it," I whine childishly as I slowly start to sit up, gazing at Damien wide eyed with a pleading expression.

"Fuck," he sighs as he brings himself up to lean on the headboard but bringing me down so that he places a kiss onto my lips," What do you want to do?"

I purse my lips as I think of all the things we could do but none seem to be very very logical, especially at this time of night.

I voice my concerns to Damien who shrugs at me, not knowing himself but then like a light bulb goes off in my head, I get out of bed and tug at Damien's hand.

"I have a great idea."

Damien gets up with a quiet groan but nonetheless grabs his clothes but looks at his pant suits and blue button up shirt in question before sighing and getting dressed. While I look at the ground trying to find my bra to slip it on, ignoring Damien's look.

"I feel uncomfortable." I say thoughtlessly as I struggle with it but let out a small sound of triumph as I clip it around my waist to twist it around to face the right direction but then slip it on hurriedly, still ignoring his look which has now turned to one of befuddlement.

When we're both suitable to head where we have to go, I grab Damien by the hand and lead him as quietly as possibly out of my room and down the stairs till we reach the kitsch door.

"Are you planing on cooking something?" Damien asks in a hushed voice which is laced with confusion as he squeezes my hand.

A shake of my head is my answer to him as I slowly open the back door that leads into the small screened porch along with a swimming pool that is sadly, barely used.

I can practically feel Damien's confusion as our bare feet pad against the cold tiled floor all the way till we reach the pool.

"You're kidding me." Damien says in a slightly louder voice then before, eyebrows raised at my excited expression as I bend down to run my hand through the chilled water before standing up, only to be brought into Damien's embrace.

"It's cold." Is all he simply says but doesn't object to my actions of undoing his shirt buttons to take it off.

"We seem to be stripping down quite a lot today." Damien comments as my grin widens. He himself taking control of taking off his clothes as I pull my shirt and pants off, squirming as the cool wind brushes against my nearly bare body.

"Last one to get in..." I pause momentarily to think of something before shrugging, "has to spend the day with Greg." I whisper shout jokingly as I jump into the swimming pool, water spraying up everywhere as Damien flinches at the cold water on his face.

The prospect of spending the day with Greg doesn't bother me in the slightest but I said it knowingly to annoy Damien.

"You just had to mention Greg didn't you." He says with distaste as he too jumps into the water.

The cold water makes my limbs freeze up and so I decide to move around so that I can adjust even quicker. The warmth slowly starting to seep in with the movement.

"I can't believe I just did that." Damien mumbles as he swims backwards, getting the same idea as me.

The grin doesn't leave my face as I feel incredibly relaxed as I watch the soft ripples in the water from our movement, Damien seeming to enjoy himself as well as he slowly moves towards me.

"I've always wanted to go skinny dipping even though I'm still technically clothed and it's my backyard but still. It's probably the closest I'll ever get." I say dismally but shrugging the thought off as Damien nears me.

"I don't see why we can't do that." He murmurs as he leans in close, hands gripping my waist through the water. My mouth falls open as Damien rubs his hand on the lining of my underwear, tugging at the material as he claims his lips with mine, both of our lips slotting together with an indescribable ease. Our noses brush together gently and my eyes close, a soft groan of content leaving me.

Damien pulls back but not before pressing a single kiss to my lips before he dives down into the water, away from sight.

I laugh at his actions especially when he pops up from behind me, whispering softly, "Hi."

Without waiting for a response, Damien disappears into the water as I start to float on my back, enjoying watching the stars glisten in the sky which is a rare sight indeed.

Almost as rare as a playful Damien.

Something grabs at my legs and pulls me down, I let out a swirl of shock and barely manage to take in a deep breath as the water rushes around me, my eyes squinting slightly.

Damien's smiling face emerges into view as he pulls me into him, my arms winding around his neck as his goes to their familiar position around my waist.

"Hi." He mouths at me underwater while I try my bests not to laugh especially as he leans in and rubs our noses together affectionately. An action of his that I absolutely adore. Unable to help myself, I resume our previous actions and plant a kiss onto Damien's lips.

My mind wanders to all of the sappy books I've read and all the cheesy movies and how their underwater kisses ooze everything in relation to romance.

However that certainly doesn't apply to reality.

The first few seconds go by in bliss but that is till the water makes our actions incredibly slippery and my eyes start to sting due to chlorine in the water. Even the thought of being underwater for such a short period of time makes me feel quite suffocated and I can't help it as I pull back and hurriedly reach the surface to take in a huge breath.

Damien emerges from besides me, a soft smile on his face as he takes in air but not as dramatic as my own self.

"Lets never do that again." I say slowly, still regaining my breath even though it really hadn't been that long.

"Agreed." Damien says as he lets me put my weight against him, holding onto his shoulders so that we don't drift away from each other.

We both say nothing more and simply watch each other in silence, my eyes tracing over every feature of his and having a goal in mind to commit it to memory. He seems to be doing the same.

"Serena?" Damien murmurs, voice low and face completely serious causing me to tense up in his arms.

"Yes?" I ask, voice the same level of quietness as his, eyes slightly wary.

"I love you." Damien then grins, his entire face lighting up with an expression full of warmth and tenderness.

My heart feels as if it's about to explode due to all the emotions flitting through me.

"Don't you love me?" He mumbles slowly after I take to long to respond, eyes widening and lips forming a small pout.

"I do. I love you more then I can even explain." I say, hoping the tone of my voice and the expression on my face can convey as much love as possible.

Damien's lips drop the pout and form a beaming smile. Just as he's about to open his mouth, a sound erupts from near us causing us to spring back.

A light floods on and I automatically raise my hands to cover my eyes at the bright light as Damien does the same but leaves one arm around my waist.

My mouth drops open and a sheepish look crosses my face, my cheeks turning bright red as I catch sight of their disapproving eyes.

Wanting nothing more then to disappear into thin air.

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AN: Soooo. I can't swim. I can't even hold my breath for longer then five seconds but oh well. I ain't going on a ship any time soon. I hope you all liked this longer chapter!

Also this amazing cover is all thanks to
@urvajaved .Thank you so so much love!

Question: If you go back to any moment in time, where would you go and what would you do?

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