"Aimee told me you caught a cold," Luke made his presence known; waltzing into the room like he owned the place and ignored Damon. Nessa blushed at the way he moved with confidence.
Stupid girl, Damon rolled his eyes in response to her flustered emotions.
"Um, yeah but I'm okay now, thanks to your presence" Nessa didn't know what came over her as she openly flirted with Luke, tucking her hair behind her ear coquettishly
"Tch, tch, tch" Damon clucked his tongue, earning a scowl from the displeased Nessa - not that he cared anyway. It was totally unfair, the way she showers Luke with smiles and blushes, but him? Not even a flicker of a smile.
"Take this" Luke told her, stretching a cellophane bag toward her, "I bought some medicine for your cold," he explained.
But before Red could receive the bag, Damon snatched it from him, receiving their furious scrutiny.
"What's your problem?" Luke was pissed off.
