Tempting - Chapter 34: DoorBell

I spray the last of my cologne on as my hair starts to dry from the shower. This time I don't look

in the mirror, knowing that it will just make me frustrated. I've decided to change and wear a

black t-shirt with dark blue jeans.

After combing out the frizz from my hair I pick my bag up by the strap, but after examining the

tattered dark leather, I decide to leave it at home. What's the point? Not like I'm going to work.

I inhale deeply as I walk through the door, the heat of Mr. Hamsure's lips still buzzing on my

mouth. I know I shouldn't keep thinking about it, it was accident, nothing more, nothing less...

I sigh before closing the door fully behind me.

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I knock on the amber wooden door once again, the feeling equivalent to the first time I arrived at

his house.

But this time, I'm not showing up unannounced. David opens the door after a few seconds, the

same nonchalant expression sitting on his dashing face.

"Hello." He says, motioning me to come in. I do so without a beat.

"Seems like one of them finally got the toy." I chuckle as he looks over at one of the Pomeranians.

"Yeah. Diesel is the one to usually steal them, but she's at the vet with her caretaker right now."

"Is she okay? Did you hear anything yet?"

"Nothing yet, but Jasmine had contacted me saying that the doctor didn't think it was that serious."

I nod as I take the time to gaze at his attire. He's wearing a dark blue V-neck shirt with jeans,

his muscles very apparent through the fabric. His black hair is how it usually is; wild, but

combed enough to appear like he hadn't just gotten out of bed. As I walk into the living room,

another storm of yapping small creatures descend from the kitchen door, clawing at my feet as I

yelp. David chuckles, as he bends down and rubs behind the ear of a black one.

"They really like you."

"No they don't... Ow! Okay, I'm going on the sofa." I hop on one of David's fluffy white couches as

they continue their attack at the foot of the furniture. As he sits down next to me I also do so, but

I pull my knees to my chest, looking down at the floor.

"Do you want a drink?"

"Oh no, I'm fine... I just-" I gaze up into his magnificent eyes and almost get lost in them once

again. I don't know when the power of those ember orbs will deteriorate and I'll be able to look

into them normally, but for right now, that's not going to be the case.

"I just want to talk to you. I feel like I was being... I was being m-mean and wasn't listening to r-reason the last time we spoke. I just wanted to apologize because you didn't deserve that, especially after you told me that sensitive story and I-"

"Calvin, you don't need to apologize for anything as I said before. Really, the relation between me and Ms. Collete is nothing you think. If it wasn't a matter of confidential information I would've told you by now."

"I know. I was upset... and angry... and m-might've had a slight hangover." We both laugh thinly as I feel him put an arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer.

"Well, maybe I'll be there next time so you don't over drink yourself into oblivion."

"What? I know how to control how much I drink." I battle with a smirk.

"I'm not surprised you got a massive hangover. The amount you drink to get intoxicated is going to be different then my amount. I mean look at you, you're tiny."

"No I'm not!"

"Yes you are. You're adorably small."

"David-" I lightly shove him as he chuckles and kisses my warm cheek. I believe things are going

well. I'm almost able to forget the guilt poking me in my gut for just a few moments. He gently

grabs my chin and raises my head up, bringing down his lips to mine. I involuntarily let out a

small groan at the back of my throat as he bobs his head slightly. God, why is he so good in

putting me in a trance?

Something like this should be illegal.

"Calvin." He growls as he places one of his robust hands on the base of my lower back. As we

continue to kiss, he gradually pulls me onto his lap so I'm straddling his waist, attacking my neck

with his mouth. I try my hardest not to moan, feeling like I'm doing something bad.

"Wait David!" I gasp, pulling away.

"What?"

I look down at the dogs still play fighting at the foot of the couch and blush deeply.

"Can we... can we do this somewhere else?"

"Why?"

"Your- Your dogs are like... here."

"They're dogs Calvin. They don't know what's going on."

"Yeah but -" I sigh deeply,

"Can we please just go into another room."

As I sit awkwardly in his lap, David scratches the base of his chin with a obscure expression, his

bright eyes trailing my face all the way down to the space between my thighs. Another blush

rushes into my cheeks.

"Actually, I almost forgot to ask you."

"Y-Yeah?"

"What were you doing talking to that man back at work? Mr. Hamsure." I feel my blood ice as my

eyes falter to the floor. No, we were doing good! What can I say to not make him upset...?

"Um, he was just... He was just asking me for something and-"

"Mmhmm."

"Well the funny thing is... is that he was asking me for a stapler. And we just chatted and stuff so."

"Calvin, that's all?"

"Yea-Yeah."

"Well, I don't think it was just nothing because first of all, Mr. Hamsure doesn't work for me. He's in business management so why would he ask you for a stapler? Second of all, before I had interrupted your conversation with him, he was asking you out for food." David concludes,

edging his finger up my leg with tortuous speed. He waits for me to answer, almost as if he just

made his move on the chess board, waiting for his opponent. I swallow.

"Well... He was just looking out for me?"

"And why is that?"

"H-He's just a friend David...."

"Tell me why he might be looking out for you, what happened between you two?"

My lips seal shut as I play with my fingers in front of me. I can feel steady sweat start to mist

my skin as he continues to penetrate me with his eyes. What can I even say? I can't tell him all

that's happened.

"Calvin... You're not going to tell me?"

"..."

I feel him raise his hand from my leg to my hair. As I'm wondering what I should do, I gasp as he

abruptly pulls my hair back, exposing my neck.

Seems like things are steaming up. This may be a new tide for David and Calvin's relationship. Where it goes from here we'll never know ;) Vote if you want to and have a nice day!