“They can’t see me drink?”
“No, they can’t catch us doing this.” Slamming the bottle on the worktop, she captured my lips in a frantic and domineering kiss. I stood still, frozen as she gripped my shoulders. It was strange kissing her and I didn’t want to but that didn’t stop me.
I grabbed her around the waist, turned her around and lifter her onto the worktop. Steph wrapped her legs around my waist and stuck her tongue in my mouth. The kiss was all over the place, I had no idea what she was going to do and I didn’t particularly like it. She wasn’t a bad kisser she just didn’t kiss like Nell.
Leaving her hips, I trailed my hands down to her skirt and shoved it up. Moaning, she arched her chest against mine and my dick finally woke up. Tugging on my jeans, she managed to get them to fall to my knees. That gave me enough room to move.
“Condom,” she muttered against my lips and reached over for her handbag. With her mouth away from mine it gave me the time to realise what I was about to do. Steph was a friend and not one I could have a casual relationship with, even if I wanted to.
She tore the packet open and rolled it down my erection. It was her that made the first move; she understood what I was looking for so I didn’t feel bad for thrusting forwards and filling her.
“Oh God, Damon,” she groaned, tilting her head back.
I compared everything to Nell, every kiss, every time Steph muttered something, the way she’d cling to my shoulders without digging her nails in. I loved the sharp cut of nails in my flesh when Nell got wild. It was the hottest thing and never failed to get me off.
Steph cried out as she came and I followed, tucking my head in her neck. I stayed there for a minute while she held on around my waist.
Fucking her was nowhere near unpleasant but I felt guilty.
Feeling bad for doing nothing wrong pissed me off. I was mad at Nell. I wanted to shout at her, smash something, anything, and move away where I’d never have the possibility of running into her. I wanted to forget she existed but I knew I’d never be free of her.
I pulled out of Steph and dumped the condom in the bin.
“There,” she said. “Rebound sex over, now can we get on with the night?”
Smiling through gritted teeth, I nodded and swallowed the sinking feeling. I’d just made a big mistake.
Nell
It’d been three days and I was so mad at Damon for changing things between us. Everything was perfect before. Well, it was as perfect as that situation could be. He wasn’t supposed to fall in love with me – no one was.
Work sucked even more because I wouldn’t get naughty texts from him at random points throughout the day. All that was gone. Everything was gone and I was living in a Damon-free zone. I hated it.
“Nell,” The Ogre snapped. He’d really picked a bad day to step up his arsehole after his standoff with Damon. “I need that file now.”
“I gave it to you this morning,” I replied, trying not to shout back too loudly. Stepping into his office, I used every ounce of self-control I had and smiled. “It should be at the top of your in-tray.”
He snatched it off the pile and his mouth thinned. “Got it.”
No apology, he dropped his eyes and opened the folder.
I need my job. I need my job. This is temporary.
Man I wish I didn’t need to eat because that wanker would be getting yelled at right now. Ignorant bastard. As soon as I found something new I was going to tell him to stick it. Today I would follow up on the applications I filled in and emailed off. I would beg if I needed to.
It was five minutes to twelve but I couldn’t wait another second, I grabbed my bag and headed out for lunch. I’d not eaten at work since my first week, as soon as Reg showed his true colours – Ogre green – I spent every second out of the office that I could get away with.
I called Chloe on my way to KFC. Today I was eating fried chicken and two portions of chips. It was necessary and I didn’t care. Counting calories could fuck off too.
“Hey, Nell,” she said all cheerful. I was happy her world was all sunshine and rainbows but I still wanted to cut the bitch.
“Hey, you free for lunch today?”
“Sorry, I can’t do today, I’m on my way to meet a bridezilla.”
“Ha! Have fun with that.”
“Oh, I’m sure I will. How are you?”
“I’m perfect,” I replied sarcastically.
Chloe laughed. “Things will work out if you work on them.”
“I’m supposed to be the strong one and you’re supposed to be the weird, emotional one. What happened?”
“You are strong but even the strongest people have weakness, Nell. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, everyone struggles and everyone makes mistakes as they go. Look at me! You’ll work things out in your own time, there’s no rush.”