Gabby Undercover

Chapter 5

✿Gabby's P.O.V✿

The coffee was hot and creamy and tasted really sweet. Just what I needed. Joe looked up at me then looked on his left.
"Is...everything okay?" I asked taking a bite out of my croissant.

"Eh..did you invite him over?" He asked gesturing me to look on my left. I looked on my left and there he was. Damion. I wished I never looked at him because he winked at me.

"No. But he doesn't know I'm Gabby." I grinned.

"Yeah. Your right." Joe stared down at his leftover eggs.

Then his phone started to ring.
"Its Kevin. Stay put I'll be back." He left the cafe and answered the phone while approaching the car.

I stirred my coffee a little more and pulled out my smartphone scrolling through my messages with my mom. I just noticed I haven't talked to my mom for awhile. What kind of daughter am I? I've been busy all these weeks with my job and I cant even say hi to the woman who took care of me since I was a little child and was left alone when I was 12 by the man who was a cheater and who was my father. I kept thinking til I saw a shadow right next to me. I looked up and it was DAMION. What does he want now? Hopefully he doesn't know its me.

"Hi. I'm sorry I just couldn't take my eyes away from you." He said biting his lip. You see? This is the same cheesy lines he uses on every chick he sees. I don't even know why I dated him in the first place. I had to come up with something to not make him notice a slight thing about me. So I said "Hello. Je ne parle anglais." (I don't speak English)

He looked confused at first then said "Oh your from France?"

"Oui" (yes) I replied.

"That's cute. I used to take French class in college." He ran his hands through his dark silky hair.

I nodded my head pretending not to understand what the hell he was saying.

"You can call me sometimes and we can take French lessons." He pulled out a pen and took a napkin from my table and started to jot down his number.

I scratched my head feeling the thread of inches in my hair. I wanted to escape, but I don't know how.

"By the way my name is Damion. What's yours?" He still continued to ask questions when I told him I don't speak English.

"Que?" (What?)

"Oh yeah I totally forgot you didn't speak English. I'll just try to translate what I said". He pulled out his phone and started to speak on the Google search.

Then he said "My-name-is-Damion" he emphasized his words. Before Google translated what he said Joe pushed through the cafe glass doors. I wiped the sweat off my face in relief.

"Is everything okay?" Joe asked looking at me to Damion. I gave Joe a look in need of help. He winked at me telling me he had my back and said "Are you trying to flirt with my girlfriend?"

"Uh..no bro I was-" Joe cut him off.

"What? Trying to get her number?" He looked at the number Damion was holding in an offer position.

"I'm sorry man, I tried to understand what she was saying. I didn't know she spoke French until-" Joe cut him off again.

"I don't ever wanna see you near her again. Understand?!"

"Yeah man.."

"C'mon May." He grabbed my hand swiftly pulling me out the door. I felt so safe with him and I felt my heart flatter. I really really liked Joe by everything he does.