Married Mate

Chapter 17

Jasmine's POV

It felt like I had cried for hours, I literally had no more tears to shed. I stood up and walked towards the bathroom, looking into the mirror I looked like a straight up raccoon. I quickly wiped my face clean, dug through my purse looking for my backup makeup case and reapplied my face. Looking at my neck I couldn't really see anything different but the specific spot was tender.

Sighing, I looked at myself in the mirror "Get it together Jasmine, Show him who's boss and what a big mistake he just made by acting the way he did and biting the shit out of your neck!" I finished my pep talk, straightened my back, took a deep breath and headed back down to the party.

Making it down I noticed everyone had been served dinner and was either eating or dancing it off on the dance floor. I searched the ball room for Michelle but couldn't find her, I didn't want to leave without saying good bye and thanking her for inviting me but I couldn't stay here another minute.

"Is everything okay?" I turned and found Damon leaning against the wall with a glass of some type of dark liquor.

"No, everything is not okay; everything is actually horrible! Gabriel is a douche bag! He thinks he can just talk to me any way he wants and then he has the nerve to BITE my fucking neck and I'm not talking about the sexy type of nipping either!" I quickly realized I was jabbing my finger into Damons face... 

"Sorry Damon, I'm not mad at you and I shouldn't take it out on you. I just really want to say goodbye to Michelle and leave, but I can't find her."

Damon stood there eyes blazing with some type of unknown emotion for a second before pushing off the wall, making his way over to me and hugging me. I immediately hugged him back; I somehow felt reassured and like everything was okay by just hugging him. I don't know if it was all the champagne I had drank that evening but I felt like I had a connection with him. Like I could trust him with everything I had.

"Jasmine I'm sorry that you had to go thru that. Would you like me to walk you to your car?" He asked giving me a warm smile.

Sniffing and wiping away a stray tear I straightened up and smiled up at him. "Yes please that would be perfect!" I linked my arm in his and headed out to my car.

When we reached my car I noticed it was somewhat leaning more to one side then the other. I then realized my front tired was flat. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" I kicked the tired only to wince back in pain.

"Looks like you ran over a rusty nail on your way over here, do you have a spare?" Damon got up from inspecting my tire & dusted off his pants.

"No, that actually was my spare." I groaned out and mentally slapped myself for forgetting to go buy a new tire. Ugh this shit would happen to me, just my damn luck!

"No worries; I can give you a ride home, change your tire for you in the morning and then have a tow company deliver you your car." Damon smiled down at me, his hazel eyes twinkling in the dark. He was truly the sweetest ever! But I felt wrong for letting him do all that for me. I didn't want him to think I was taking advantage of him or something; after all I had just met the guy.