Scared To Love You Again

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Leila

My heart begins to race the closer we get to Damian's room. It's been a while since we had sex, but I don't think now is the right time. He swipes his key card and the door immediately opens. I take a look around and just as expected, his room is dark and gloomy. A little masculine than my room I can say.

He sits my bag on the desk by the window. "I have to be up early tomorrow morning. Me and the girls have to go pick up our gowns, so I can't.... stay up too late." I announced awkwardly.

"That's fine. I get it. Me and the guys have a few things to handle as well." Damian communicated while sitting on the edge of the bed. He removes his watch and then takes off his shoes.

"Cool. Cool." I said stiffly walking over to his balcony. The view of the calm river from here is better than mine but when I turn around I find an even better view. Damian's shirt is now off and I'm just standing here like a lost ditzy. Not knowing what to do next.

He chuckles. "You act like you've never seen my body before."

"It's not that, Damian. I-." He takes his pants off to reveal his black briefs where I can see his thick bulge. Right away, I turn myself back to the wall. "This is a nice color you got in here."

"Really, Lei?" He asks with a blank stare.

"What? It is. It fits you." I sat far away on the edge of his bed.

"Would it make you feel comfortable if I put on something less revealing?"

I drag my head up to gaze at his half naked body. "I- um, no. I don't know. It's your room. You can do whatever you want. I mean wear whatever... you... want." I look away to close my eyes in embarrassment. What the fuck is wrong with you?

"Lei?"

Still not looking at him. "Mhm?"

"Come here." He demanded. I scooched over slightly. He chuckles at my actions then confidently stalks over to sit next to me on the bed. "You wanna tell me why you're acting so weird?"

I'm acting weird, because I don't wanna give in so easily. Plus, I know if I look at you for too long, you're dick is gonna be lunged down the back of my throat. "I'm just not ready yet." I whispered.

He uses his hand to turn my head towards him. "You know I wouldn't make you do anything you don't wanna do. You wanna go slow? Take it day by day?" He grabs my hand and plants a kiss. "Is absolutely fine with me."

"Are you sure?"

"Baby, as long as I have you with me, I don't care how long it takes. It could be weeks, months, or years. Whatever you want."

I parked myself on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. "We both know damn well you're not waiting years to have sex." I giggled

"You keep sitting on me like this and that'll prove you right. But nah, for you, baby? I will. Even if..." he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. "I gotta practice... celibacy."

I laugh at his struggles of saying the word. "That's a stretch, but thank you, baby." I kissed his lips.

"You're welcome. With that being said... I'll be back. I gotta go handle something." He says rising from the bed.

"Where you going?"

"Not far." He grins and disappears into the bathroom. Leaving his phone on the night stand.

I snickered. "Do you need your phone, Damian?"

"Nah, I'm good!"

After almost forty five minutes, Damian finally erupts from the bathroom in exhaustion. "Oh my God? What were you doing in there? Slaying the magic dragon?"

"Something like that." I just stare at him in amusement.

"What? Don't look at me like that. I've been backed up for a while. This was needed."

I throw my hands up in surrender. "Hey, I'm not judging. Do you, baby."

"I just did."

Since we're on the other side of the world, my sleep schedule is a little off, and so far there's nothing to do. "It's still early. I'm not tired, so what do you wanna do?"

He plops onto the bed. "Well, why don't you update me on what you've been getting into this last year?"

I filled Damian in on the things I've been doing since I left New York. From the new job, to new hobbies, making new friends and such. After the baby scandal, he says he took the offer of being a chef at some culinary institute. I'm so proud of him.

We talked all night until his eyes grew weary. When he fell asleep, I stayed up thinking about Naomi and all the hell she put me and my man through. I can't wait till I catch her. At first, I tried to keep it cute, but now it's personal. Not only did she fuck over Damian, but she dragged poor Apollo into it and that's the baby of the bunch. I don't play when it comes to him neither one of them. She better count her fuckin' days while she still has them.