"You realise she is dating someone right..." Damon laughed off JBL's obvious point and threw him a look of pity. "I could have sworn she had a boyfriend."
"I don't care!" He proclaimed as he sipped some more beer, JBL nodded but said nothing more. "Besides, she's crazy about me." He leaned back in his chair and placed the beer on a table beside him. "She is just afraid of the attraction." He smiled and got to his feet.
"Where are you going?" JBL asked standing to join his friend, Damon pushed him back in his seat and grinned.
"I'm going to confront her."
"Good luck pal." JBL picked up his beer and took a few sips as Damon left the room.
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The show returned from a commercial and the cameras were located in Torrie's office. She had finally finished unpacking and the room looked a lot more feminine. As Damon walked inside he was greeted by a LOT of pink. The chair behind the desk had a pink cushion, the penpot was pink, as was the ipod and laptop on the desk and even a small pink rug was placed on the floor. The room was also full of photos, on the walls were countless photoframes full of Torrie's smiling face accompinied by that of friends.
There was however no sign of the lady herself, he walked further inside and crept across to the desk. "Torrie." He called softly, his voice was soft and playful as if they were two children playing hide and seek in a playhouse. "Oh Torrie!" His voice was a little louder this time but still retained the boyish innocence. He took a few steps past the desk and suddenly realised where she was hiding. The unmistakable sound of running water filled his ears and his eyes fell upon the open door of her en suite bathroom. A devilish smile crept on to his face as he strolled through it, this game was just about to get good.
Continued by Anyone. No attacks please.