7. DAMIAN
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CHAPTER 7
DAMIAN
I leaned against my newly acquired black Honda bike with a cigarette placed between my lips. I was currently outside the bakery, waiting to pick up on my order that I didn’t actually need. All I wanted was to lay my eyes on her beautiful face again. The images from yesterday night with her naked body pressed against mine floated into my mind, making me suck in a harsh load of breath.
“Hey, Mister. Are you new in town?” I turned my gaze to the blonde who stood by the door. Wait, the girl looked strikingly familiar. Where had I seen her before? I racked my brain hard and soon enough remembered; she was the blonde girl my father had pushed towards me to feed on when I went to see him yesterday.
“Are you okay Sir?” She asked yet again, her eyes tainted with pure concern.
“Y-yeah. I’m fine,” I answered.
“Christine-oh hell smoking Devil. Well, hello there,” An African-American guy with piercing gray eyes muttered, pulling on his best flirtatious tone while eying me like I was a piece of delicious candy. Not to sound cocky but I had been receiving these kind of thirsty looks from both women and men ever since I became a vampire.
“Hello to you too. I’m here to pick an order,” I stated, pushing the unfished cigarette to the ground, squashing it wish the heel of my boot.
“Don’t just stand there hottie, come on in,” The guy ushered with his hand as he turned to walk back inside.
I followed him inside to the counter and as we grew closer, I saw Jenifer sitting behind it. Her head was bowed a little and buried deep into the pages of a novel. A reader…hmm, I liked that. I could feel the heat building in her body, her lips parting lightly and her breath a little fast as she read through. She had to be reading a f*****g s*x scene and just the thought of that, made me feel a hundred times hotter.
“Fifty shades of grey,” I muttered as I got a glimpse of the novel. I’ve never understood why mortals were obsessed with that specific romance trilogy. Personally I had ready it twice, trying to figure out what got humans so addicted but my world guess was the s*x and kinkiness it it.
She looked up startled, almost falling off her chair.
“Jesus! You scared me shitless,” she cussed, tucking a piece of dark hair to the back of her ear. Looking at her now all flustered and wearing a messy bun, made me horny and all I wanted was to bend her over the table and bang her f*****g hard till she orgasmed.
“Maybe if you stuck your head out of those romance novels, you will actually notice what is happening in the real world. Anyway, this hottie here had an order. What’s your name by the way?” The talkative guy turned to me but all this time I barely heard a word he rattled off because I was too busy locking gazes with the one woman who seemed to have turned my rather boring, painful world into a galaxy full of desire and longing.
“Damian Scott,” My name left her lips like a small caress of wind, floating in the quiet air. Even still, she keep on holding my gaze and in her eyes, I could read the untapped world of desire whirling all over her. f**k! That in itself was a major turn on.
“You two know each other?” The guy questioned and this time Jenifer broke the stare, shaking her head as though to clear the daze we had both gotten into.
“Yeah, we are neighbors,” she answered.
“Well, I guess I’ll leave you to it then. Meanwhile, I’m just going to drive Christine to the club down town. She says she has got some urgent business to do but I would not be surprised if she is on fiancée-cheating business. I would obviously not judge her because next month she is getting tied to one d**k for the rest of her life,”
“Too much information Sean. I got it from here and you can go ahead,” Jenifer said rather dismissively but by now all my attention was captured by the information.
If that was the same girl I had just met outside and she was going to my father’s club, then she was screwed. I needed to act real quick. There was no way I was letting my dad ruin a young woman’s life.
“How can I help you Damian?” Her voice drew me out of my mental rant.
“Um…A cake order for Damian Scott,” I stated impatiently.
“Just a minute while I-f**k!” she muttered, gazing behind me but before I could turn around to see what had made her panic all of a sudden, she grabbed my face with both her hands.
“Sorry for what I’m about to do,” she stated as she captured my lips with hers and damn me because they tasted so f*****g heavenly.
The way her lips fought ravenously against mine was enough to get me a huge boner. If it were not for the fact that I needed to save a girl’s life, I would have loved to stay a little longer and enjoy the sweet taste of her full lips. It was not every day the woman you are obsessed with kisses you first out of nowhere. She pulled back, her breathing fast as she focused on who was behind me.
“Oh hey Ben, I did not see you there,” she stated slyly. This time I turned around and sure enough, behind me, stood a guy wearing a pained expression. Her ex-boyfriend perhaps?
“Um…I’ll just…Um…gotta go,” he turned around to walk away but then stopped and walked right up to the counter, standing beside me. I was watching the entire ordeal with keen amusement, flirting one stare from Jenifer to Ben. What exactly was there history?
“You know what Jenny? I’m not sorry for being in love with you Jenifer. I’m not sorry for wanting to stare at your f*****g beautiful face all the time; I’m not sorry for finding your smile so attractive and I’m definitely not sorry for believing you are the woman for me,” he ranted and then walked out.
Jenifer was left dazed while staring at the door. The remaining co-workers seemed to have larger eyeballs than normal but who cared about that now? Definitely not me. I needed to save that woman before it was too late.
“Sorry to break your little fantasy but I have a question about Christine. When exactly is she getting married?”
“Next month,”
“To who?” I asked.
“Why are you asking all these questions about Christine?” She narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
“Because I’m interested in knowing her,” I lied smoothly. How was I supposed to tell her that her co-worker was in total deep-s**t?
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