Him.

My kNight.

Inside the life of Johanna and Damon. Thinking about giving them a story of their own one day.
My kNight.
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Johanna.

I pace around the kitchen waiting for Damon to walk through the the door.
Where the hell is he?
Ten minutes late?
We have dinner at seven. I hear the front door open and close.
"Where have you been," I ask walking from the kitchen into the front room. Damon looks at me and smiles.
"Hey baby," he say and walks up to me.
"Don't hey baby me why are you late," I ask folding my arms across my chest.
"I'm sorry," he replies and tries to kiss me I turn my head and his lips connect with my cheek.
"Don't be sorry be careful keep your apology and come eat," I say and walk back into the kitchen. I feel his hand connect with my butt. Smack. I swing around looking him dead in the eyes.
"I'm the man of this house I don't have to explain nothing. Even though if you would have gave me a chance to explain you would know I stopped and got gas," he states. I roll my eyes at him. "What's your problem?" He grabs my wrist pulling me to him.
"Damon you better learn to keep your hands to yourself before I fu---" he kisses my lips cutting me off.
He lifts me into his arms and presses my back against the wall.
Oh.
"Before you what," he asks as his hands wander up between my legs. I shake my head unable to answer instead I kiss his lips. "Before you what," he repeats and pulls down my shorts.
"Nothing---," I say and try to climb back into his arms but he won't lift me.
Dammit.
"Next time you want to get smart remember who you talking to and maybe I'll give you what you wanting," he states and grabs his plate before sitting down to eat. "Grab your plate and come have dinner with me."
"I'm not hungry, Daddy," I say and straddle his lap. "I'm sorry for tripping.."
"You trip a lot you better learn to sit your tail down," he states. I like when he fusses at me I find it sexy. "You mad and fussing because I'm coming in ten minutes late now I understand an hour or two but a few minutes, really? What the hell am I gonna do in ten minutes?"
Well...
"You could meet a girl in ten minutes," I admit and shrug my shoulders. "Get her number too..."
"Now why would I want to do that when I have you," he asks his hands drop to my butt.
"I don't know," I sigh looking into his eyes.
"Jo, we've been together since you were sixteen. You have my child and my heart where am I gonna go and whenever I have gone anywhere I took you with me," he states and he's right.
I have a rough and scary past.
Used.
Abused.
And so much more until Damon came along and saved me.
I've never felt unprotected having him in my life.
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Just a peek into their lives.

Comment what you think about them  and if I should give them a story of their own.
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