Days went everything became normal. Tomorrow I will start work at a Sweetbakery. It’s a store of cakes, cookies, and also serves frapps.
My starting time is four to nine o'clock in the evening. so, when we dismissed in the afternoon that's where I was going to the bakery to work.
Before I went to sleep I received a message from Damon.
From Damon: I'll fetch you tomorrow. Goodnight baby.
To Damon: Okay. What are you doing now?
I lay down on the bed and my cellphone rang with a call.
It's damon!
"Hello?" all I hear is noise.
Is he at the club?
"Hmmm." He replied.
"W-Where are you?"
"Twilite.Just cousins hang out." I even heard some women greeting him.
I bit my lip and played my fingers played.
I’ve been to the Twilite bar. There's a lots of women there.
I felt my chest tightened.
"Baby." He called.
He went there and I don’t know why he never let me know?
The chisel fades into my system immediately. Why am I not used to it? I chased him for a year then even though it's just like this I'm already hurting? Come on Zands! Chill up!
"A-Ah! Okay. " I stuttered.
"Whats wrong?"
"Nothing . I'm going to sleep now."
I buried my face in my pillow and cried. I don't know but I feel like I'm slapped by the fact that I'm not with him. That he is free to do what he wants but me is still dependent on him.
It hurts coz maybe I am the only one expecting that we have a relationship?
I heard my cellphone ring again.
I lay down and looked at his texts.
From Damon: I'm here outside your house. Please let's talk.
I was suddenly thrown back on my feet.
"What?!!"
I looked at the clock and realized it was eleven o'clock at night! He's still have a work tomorrow!
The lights were off when I came out. I felt the coolness of the air on my skin.
I can't explain my strange nervousness. Why did he go here?
"Why are you here? It's late. "I greeted him when I entered his car.
His breath smelled of alcohol enveloped the inside of the car.
"Are you mad?" he opened his eyes and looked at me.
"No, why should I be mad?"
He's wearing a black shirt. I saw that he also had a tattoo on his chest. It peeked into his shirt.
"Come here." He patted his thigh.
I got up to sit there. I got chill when I felt his hand on my waist.
I don't have a bra. What the hell! Why do I just feel now?
He wraps his hand around my waist. I could smell the wine on his breath.
"Are you mad?" He asked again. I was shocked when he kissed my ear.
"No l." I answered.
"You dropped my call earlier. You also didn't answer my call even my texts." He whispered in my ear."Baby." He held up my chin. "Answer me.." I didn't realize I was holding his arm.
"Uhm..yes, you didn't tell me."
He hugged me until I could feel his bulge in my seat.
"Tell me anything you want." He said as if he knew what I wanted.
I avoided sitting on his hump! Because I was uncomfortable but he pulled me back.
"J-Just.. tell me your whereabouts. So that I know. I am worried."
His breath hit my face. We're so close with each other.
He nodded and kissed my forehead.
"What else?"
"I don't want you with a woman."
"My baby is possessive, huh?" He laughed. "If that's what you want. You're the one I will fllow."
"Really?"
"So don't be angry anymore."
Shit. The tenderness of his voice!
"I'm not mad ." I burried my face in his neck. I feel like I want to sleep there. His warm body was really comforting.
He turned my neck and crushed me with a kiss. His patience seems to have run out!
I kissed him back. One of his hands was on my back supporting while the other was on my neck.
I almost lost my breath because of the pressure of his kisses.
I'm getting hot for reasons I don't know.
I'm having a goosebumps when I heard the sounds of our kisses.
He parted my thighs. My dfeminity was centered on his bulge.
His hand went to my waist, It went into my dress.
He touched my chest, and mold it.
"Ah ~" I moaned.
He groaned and suddenly stopped.
"Damn. You're not wearing a fuckin' bra Zandria?"
He kissed me again and claimed my chest.
"Oh ~!"
"Shit! We have to stop." He was having a hard time. We were both breathless.
"Why?" I asked hoarsely.
He grabbed my waist and pressed to him.
I bit my lip when I felt that the size was not a joke.
I’m so drunk at the moment, drunk on the strange sensation.
"You feel it? Hm?" He said and kissed my lips.
"I need to calm down. Maybe I do something bad to you." He whispered.
He fixed my messy clothes.
"Goodnight ."
His gaze landed on my chest.
"Goodnight."
"I'll pick you up tomorrow."
"A-Alright." I smiled at him and close our gate.