Hate That I Love You

25

Damian

Almost an hour ago....

"Damian..." Leila began out of breath. "Don't you think this is too soon?"

I just gazed into her delicate, brown eyes. Expeditiously thinking about all the moments and trauma we've been through over the years just to finally catch up to this very moment. It's been hell and back fighting to keep this love going. Morally, it was all worth it. I'd do it again and again as long as it ends with Leila by my side. Minus the amnesia though.

"No." I lightly gripped the back of her neck and tugged her forward towards my lips.

I can still taste her. I couldn't help but lick my favorite flavor from my lips. The way her juices dripped like honey on my fingers. Ooof. What a pure sight to see. I know it was rushed, but come on, it's been two years. And I've been playing virgin for most of it.

"Hellooo? Earth to Damian?" Mona snapped her fingers in my face.

"My bad. Did you say something?"

She chuckles, "I know that look. That's the same face I used to have whenever I had my... special times with Elease. Boy, she really knew how to please a girl."

Hold it together junior. "Still haven't gotten in contact, huh?"

"Nope. I just figured maybe I should give her some space? Time to think I guess."

"Do you really feel like that?"

"Honestly? No. I'm dying inside. I texted her and she left me on seen." Damn, I've been there. "I just don't understand. We were amazing together and she wants to throw it all away just like that?"

Mona took a seat at the bar while I stood next to her and ordered more champagne. "Well, I believe three things. One, if you don't force it, it'll come naturally. Two, if you love them then let 'em go, but... if they come back..." The bartender handed us our drinks. "It was always meant to be."

"And the third thing?" She asked.

"Do something real stupid and embarrassing to prove how much you really love em. Like, I don't know, strip down into a thong and a lion's head." Still cringing from the other night. I rolled my eyes as I took a sip from of my champagne.

Mona gasps, "you didn't."

"Oh honey, I did." I joked, but with complete and regretful seriousness.

"Ahh haaah!" She shouted with laughter. "I gotta see that! You got a video?"

"Another time."

"I'm sure it'd be quite pleasurable to see the infamous Damian Romano in something so... peculiar." I was about to take another sip of my drink until I was met with the presence of my two-faced cousin.

"The fuck you think you doing here, Lorenzo?"

"You forget? Sono una famiglia. I wouldn't miss Tio's 50th birthday ball." He eyes Mona. "Ciao, bella. Damian, aren't you gonna introduce me to your friend?" (I'm family)

I huffed while Mona stood to her feet. "I can introduce myself. Name's Mona." She goes to shake his hand in which he placed a kiss to.

"Mona... like Mona Lisa."

"No, like Mona Rodriguez." She quickly retreats her hand back from his hold.

He laughs to himself, "you sure do move fast, Damian."

"You know you got a lot of balls showing your face anywhere near me." I stated aggressively.

"Oh, come on, Dame. Non sei ancora aspro per la mia relazione con il tuo ex fidanzato, vero? (You're not still sour about my relationship with your ex fiancé, are you?)