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A/N Hellooooo readers! Please start the song at the ***

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"Want to come home with me?" Damon asks as we stand by our cars after our next shift together ends. I've worked almost every day this week and by Friday I'm exhausted and looking forward to spending the night tucked in bed with Freddy and a good movie.

I shake my head, "I do not."

"Why?"

We've slept with each other several more times since our venture into the public sex arena at work on Monday. His car, my car, the men's locker room showers at the hockey rink after the practice with his men's league, and his living room. I'm sore, tired, and not feeling sexy at all.

"Because I want to go home, take a shower, eat something, and go to bed."

"You can do all those things at my house."

"You want me to spend the night?"

"Ummm, well. I guess if you want."

"You literally just invited me to do that, so it isn't me that wants to." I shake my head and laugh.

"Okay, fine. Spend the night with me."

"No I don't want to. I'm going home." I start to turn away. Damon grabs my arm and pulls me into him.

"Come home with me." He breathes into my ear.

"Tell me YOU want me to spend the night." I coo back.

He backs up slightly. "I said you could stay!"

I roll my eyes and shake my head, again. "Not the same, goodnight Damon." I give him a peck on the cheek.

He watches me as I get into my car and drive away. Feeling victorious, if he only wants me at his beck and call then that is a two-way street.

I'm turning onto my road when my phone starts ringing, I glance at it and see it is an unknown number. I ignore it and pull into my driveway.

"Hey love, there is some dinner in the microwave for you. Dad and I are just about to head to bed. How was work?" My mom tells me when I walk in my house.

"Busy, as usual, but not awful. Thanks for dinner, mom."

She comes and kisses my forehead. "Of course. Do you have plans tomorrow? I told Mrs. Robinson we'd go to the nursery to pick out some plants for her garden. Would you like to join? I'll take us all out to lunch after."

"Oh, I told Matty I would watch his little sisters tomorrow. I guess there is some school thing he has to attend with his parents and their regular sitter is not able to watch them."

"That's nice. Does this mean you two are talking again?"

"Not really. I mean we spoke briefly when he asked, but that's about it."

"Oh, I see."

I shrug my shoulders, "yeah. I mean, I guess it's a start."

"Very true. Alright, well, enjoy dinner. I'll see you in the morning."

"I plan on sleeping till noon."

"We'll see." My mom teases and heads to bed.


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After I've showered, I grab my dinner, get cozy in bed and find a movie to watch. Freddy curls up with me and this is exactly what I needed.

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