Kaylee and Damien (6th in werewolf series)

Chapter Seven

Kaylee woke up and realized with disappointment that she was alone in the hammock. She opened her eyes and realized that darkness had fallen outside. She could hear the waves crashing against the sand and she rose from the hammock and walked out into the moonlight.

The moon was full and shining brightly on the light sand as stars twinkled up in the endless black night sky. She smelled Damien's smoky scent just before his arms slipped around her waist from behind and she leaned her head back against his chest, enjoying the warmth he provided.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked gently and Kaylee felt herself tremble as his breath washed against her ear.

"I'll be okay." she replied and then her stomach growled loudly. "I'm hungry." she said matter of factly. Damien pulled away from her and pointed down at the beach.

"I thought you would be." he said. Kaylee's eyes followed where he was pointing and she saw the small table from the house sitting down in the sand with candles lit in the center and two small chairs.

"Damien...." Kaylee gasped as she raised her hand to her mouth. "Candles and everything?" she had not pictured him as the romantic gestures type.

"It keeps the bugs away." Damien replied simply as he led her down the beach. Kaylee couldn't help but laugh and he gave her a puzzled look but said nothing. Kaylee's eyes fell on the food on the table and she had to stifle yet another laugh as she saw the cheeseburger and fries and the fast food drink sitting there. Demons don't eat and clearly Damien had no knowledge of what a romantic meal would consist of.

"I hope this is okay. If not I can go get you something else. Anything you want." Kaylee could hear his eagerness to please her in his voice and she smiled up at him.

"No, this is fine." she promised. She could sense something different about him. It was as if he was trying to open up more and putting an effort into letting her know how much he cared. He loved her.... She knew he did. Twenty years of devotion proved that he loved her even though he hadn't said the words.

He pulled her chair back and then gently scooted her toward the table after she had sat down. He sat across from her and stared out at the moonlit ocean as she began to eat. She felt a little awkward eating in front of him when he wasn't eating but her hunger overcame her awkwardness and she quickly devoured the meal.

"Do you want me to get you something else?" he asked as he raised his brow and looked at her. He had forgotten just how big a werewolves appetite was. Kaylee suddenly looked embarrassed as she shook her head.

"No... I'm full." Damien suspected that she was lying but seeing as how she looked embarrassed he said nothing. He had no idea why she would be embarrassed over being hungry. She had to have food. That would be like him being embarrassed because he had to feed off of mortal souls. It was something that had to be done to survive.

"It's beautiful here." Kaylee said as she looked around the beach. Damien stared over at her and the way the moonlight was dancing on her pale face and nodded.

"It is." he replied. "I've lived here a long time and never fully noticed the beauty before." Kaylee blushed and smiled as she pushed her hair behind her ear. Coming from any other man this would seem like the most ridiculous of lines but Damien said the words with such certainty and sincerity that she was helpless but to believe him.

"I should probably be getting home." Kaylee said, standing up and smoothing out his shirt that she was still wearing. Damien realized he could see the black shadow of her bra and panties beneath the thin white fabric and he fought back the desire and passion that she stirred in him. When a demon gave in to passion, pain or death always followed for the women who had stirred him and he could not risk hurting Kaylee.