Damian entered Valerie's house, which was eerily quiet, and everything looked tidy. He went to the kitchen but couldn't find her, so he decided to search the main bathroom, but she wasn't there either. His last option was her bedroom, and finally, he saw her sitting in front of the vanity table wearing a pink towel wrapped around her chest, with another pink towel wrapped around her hair.
"Mhem... Are you getting ready to welcome me?" He asked teasingly, smiling.
Valerie remained silent, with a blank expression, watching Damian through the mirror as he slowly approached her.
"I thought I would be angry because you let Tristan into the house, but..." Damian held Valerie's shoulder and then leaned down to kiss her neck. "Your beauty has distracted me."
