Chapter 54: Chapter 54

Chapter 54

He looks at me like he doesn’t believe me, “Really?”

I nod, “Yes. I would have told you if I didn’t want them.”

He gently grabs my face and k*sses me.

“Come on lets get dressed.” He says after we break the k*ss.

I nod and we walk out of the bathroom.

When we are in my room, he sits on the bed and I grab some lotion. It is pomegranate and lemon scented, its not too strong to where it’s overwhelming, but not so subtle that you don’t smell anything. I drop my towel and start applying some to my leg. I feel him staring at me.

“What?” I ask while looking at him.

He smiles softly, “You’re beautiful.”

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I shyly look away and mumble thank you.

I see him get up and sl*p some boxers on before going back to my bed and sitting on the edge with his elbows resting on his knees, just looking at me.

After I have put lotion on my whole b*dy I grab some pajamas. I put on some S**ier underwear since Damion is here. They are simple black lace, I figured you couldn’t go wrong with that. Then, I grabbed a big grey shirt that I think is Luca’s.

I turn around and Damion looks at me with a frown.

“What’s wrong?” I ask confused.

He gets up and goes to my pajama drawer. He looks inside until he finds a black shirt that is a little bigger than the one I have on now.

He hands to me, “Wear this one.”

I furrow my brow and look down at the shirt I have on, “Whats wrong with this one?”

“Its not mine.” He says with a pout.

“Awww is poor Damion upset?” I say in a baby voice while grabbing his face and giving his pout a quick peck.

“Yes, so put the shirt on.” He grumbles.

I sigh with a smile and playfully shake my head before taking the shirt I have on, off. I change into his shirt and his gives me a little smile.

I don’t know how he knew that that black shirt was his, but whatever.

“Better?”

“Better,”

Then, I go into the bathroom and put some hair products in and do my skin care routine. When I walk out Damion is glaring at his phone like it kicked his dog.

“Whats up?” I ask while leaning on the bathroom door frame.

He shuts it off and looks up at me, “Nothing. Come here.” He says.

I do as he asks and stand in between his legs.

“You should probably call Luca, and then get some sleep.” He says softly.

“I don’t think I should tell Luca. The less people that know, the better.” I say fidgeting with his fingers. He furrows his brow, “I don’t want to push you, and it is up to you who you tell, but Luca is

your family.”

I think for a few moments, “Ok, but I am going to wait until he gets back from his work trip. If I call him he will come back right away and I don’t want to be a bother.”

“You are not a bother.” He says angrily.

I look at him and don’t really react. My heart flutters a bit though, Jason used to always tells me to not bother him. I know I shouldn’t compare the two, but it’s so hard when Damion is so much better. With him I feel calm and cared for, and with Jason I was always trying to be perfect so that he would like me. God, I don’t even know what I saw in the asshole.

“Do you want me to sleep on the couch?” He asks.

I shake my head, “No, why?”

He sighs, “Lee, you were almost raped tonight. I am trying my best to make you not feel uncomfortable. It’s ok to not want me here, you can tell me.”

I roll my eyes, “Damion, not this again. For the last time you did not try to rape/me. He did. I feel comfortable and safe with you, you don’t have to keep treating me like I’m fragile and I’ll break if you make one wrong move.”

He sighs again, “I just want you to be ok and I don’t want to mess anything up when I just got you.‘ “Babe, I’m fine. And you won’t mess it up, you treat me better than any guy ever has.”

I gently grab his face so that looks at me, “You aren’t going to lose me.” I whisper to him.

“Promise?” He asks.

“Cross my heart.”

He nods.

“Come on, let’s go to bed.” I say while going to my side.

He walks over to his and gets under the covers like I am. I plug in my phone and ask him for his so that I can charge it. He thanks me, and I turn off the lights.

I lay my head down on my pillow, but I am soon pulled off and pressed against Damion.

I laugh, “Damion.”

“What? You were too far.”

“Who knew you were so clingy.” I say as I continue laughing and roll over to face him.

It’s dark but I know he’s pouting. I give his l*ps another quick peck and mumble, “Don’t worry, I like clingy.”

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