This Won't Work

I Know

"So hard to ignore ya', 'specially when I'm smoking"

- Chase Atlantic 

*****

Damien was determined to stick to his plan.

If this was the only way to get Elana back in his bed, wrapped in his arms as she helped him sleep, then there was nothing stopping him.

Yes, he had been following Elana. Again. But this time it was part of his master plan to get her back.

He walked through the diner's door, immedietly catching sight of her.

She looked stunning.

The way her hair cascaded perfectly down her shoulders. He couldn't wait to pull it as he fucked her again. Those lips of hers, so perfect as they kissed. He craved another dose only her lips could provide. The hazel of her precious eyes. Oh, to have her on her knees looking up at him with those eyes.

He didn't let himself get carred away by his fantesies. He had a plan to focus on.

And the key stood right behind him in a skin-tight dress and heels.

If she could make him jealous with this Jaxon guy, then he should have the ability to do the same, right?

He just hoped Elana would become jealous. She didn't seem like an envious woman.

No, she was stubborn. Strong. She didn't care about a man enough to grow envious over him. Damien prided her for that. He even found this attractive about her.

His eyes strayed from Elana and to his sister which stood infront of her. He guessed they were having one of their girlish conversations. He only involved himself in those conversations if he wished to annoy Elana.

Elana's gaze burned on his skin as he pulled a chair out for the woman following him. He decided on a table opposite of Elana so only she could observe, not Nova.

"Thank you," she spoke sweetly as Damien sat across from her.

A waitress came by quickly, taking their drink orders and promptly returning to retrieve them.

"So, this girl, she must be important to you if you're putting in this much effort." Charlotte remarked, raising her eyebrows suggestively.

Of course, Charlotte was in on the plan. He wasn't a total bastard.

"She is. Which is why I need you to act for me, okay?"

She flipped her blonde waves to one side. "Damn, didn't mean to get you so worked up."

He hardened his eyes at the woman.

If he wanted this to work, he was going to need to boost up his acting skills. Elana's gaze wasn't piercing him anymore, although he could see her look over once in a while through his peripheral.

So he decided to lean over the table, furthering his proximity with the woman across from him. "Please let this work for me, yeah?" he mumbled.

Charlotte smirked. "Of course. You know I'll do anything to help you since Dan's incident."

Damien smiled, narrowing his eyes at the woman in front of him. He wanted nothing to do with her but if he wished for this to work, he needed to make Elana believe it. So he let his flirty personality come through.

His voice lowered several octaves. "How is Dan, by the way?"

Charlotte's smirk widened, taking the hint. She leaned foward as well, crossing her arms on the table. "He's all well. You really helped him, y'know?"