“Ahh, alright,” I snapped, squirming and pressing my legs together as best I could. I could feel the pain just from her words. That was the reaction I was after, though. She didn’t want to think of us as that casual anymore. Finally. I also knew never to get on her bad side. “I’m sorry.”
“You said when I was sorted you’d take me on a date.” Biting her lip, she shook her head gently. “A proper date. And…well…I guess I’d kinda like for that to happen.”
A slow smile spread across my face and my heart beat faster for her.
“Okay. Nell, will you come out with me at the weekend?”
Flashing me a shy smile, she nodded. “I’d love to. But you’re sure, right? Because I don’t know how much I can give you.”
Bullshit. “Yes, you do, you can give me everything.”
Her chest expanded as she took a deep breath and her eyes widened in alarm. That terrified her.
“I know the idea of eventually giving yourself to me completely scares you, but I promise I would never let you become your parents. I would never lay a hand on you in that way. We’ll be fine. You have my word, Nell. Please trust me.”
Gulping, her eyes filled with tears. “If you let us hurt each other I’ll do that thing with the cocktail stick.”
“We’re going to be fine,” I repeated. Believe me. “One step at a time, okay?”
“Yeah,” she replied. “Starting with a sleepover at yours.”
Don’t make a cocky comment.
I smiled and was pretty certain that my eyes were telling her exactly what we’d be doing at the sleepover. I was more than ready to have my hands and mouth all over her again. Although under the circumstances, I should probably wait for the green light rather than just pouncing the way I was so used to. If we were working towards something, I should take it slower than ripping her clothes off and dragging my tongue all over her soft skin.
Fuck it, I was hard.
“Damon…” I looked up to see her eyebrow arched. Guess it looked like I was inside her too.
“Sorry,” I muttered, not in the slightest sorry. “Can’t help it.”
“Maybe you can save it for later.”
That was the green light, surely?
“Okay, we need to finish up and get out of here before I drag you to my bedroom and make you miss your night out with Chlo.”
Jesus! She was actually considering it. Her lips parted and eyes darkened. I couldn’t let her, of course, she’d made plans and was really looking forward to ‘being normal’ for the evening.
Fuck me and my newfound morals.
Nell
Eight weeks after Mum’s funeral I was starting to feel more and more like myself. I loved my mum and missed her every day but she’d taken a lot from me growing up and I didn’t want to undo the hard work I’d put in to get my life straight. My parents weren’t great but there was nothing I could do or could have done to change it.
So I chose to love them both and be happy.
Visiting my dad was hard and I didn’t really get any answers, none that I didn’t already know. They fought the way they’d done a million times before and Mum fell. It was an accident – one that my dad was going to pay for with prison time for the next five years.
Things had also changed between me and Damon, we were closer on a level that wasn’t just physical. As much as it scared me I had faith that we wouldn’t be anything like my parents. We still weren’t together officially but that was okay because we were taking things slowly and healing what had been damaged. He’d taken me out a few times and I loved hanging out with him on a more intimate level.
Now I was ready to make things with Damon official. The only problem was him. I didn’t know where he was at and the last two days I’d only seen him for five minutes. He said he was busy with work and because some campaign was about to start he was putting in extra hours. I didn’t doubt him but I doubted myself. But I kept busy with getting ready to start my new job. I’d finally left The Ogre and his little shit of a son. From Monday I would be working for an awesome company that were young, fresh and forward thinking.
Tonight though, Damon was supposed to be coming over so I hoped we could sort things out and finally be happy together. I sprayed my hair, ruffling it up at the roots to give it extra bounce and slicked my loose, silk tank top down.
He was due anytime now, and I was nervous. It was stupid because I was ninety nine per cent sure I knew Damon would be all for giving us the girlfriend/boyfriend title but this was new ground for me.
The doorbell rang and I jumped. Giving my appearance one final look, I dashed to the door and felt my heart soar as his hungry eyes landed on mine. The affect he had on me took my breath away every single time I laid eyes on him.
“Hey,” he said, walking forwards making me step back. He kicked the door closed and pulled me towards him. “I’ve missed you. A lot.”
“I missed you too,” I replied. Jesus, if he kept saying things like that my heart was going to implode. He was standing so close that I felt a little drunk and delirious.