Gay

Thirty Two

Shaynes POV

I wanted to feel bad about it but somehow it felt right. I shouldn't be like this with Damien though. It should've started with a date and led up to sex. Not starting with it.

Does he even remember that we had sex? If he does then my whole plan is ruined. I need to get out of his arms if I want this plan to work.

I need to start now. This is the most important part I can't let him wake up. I tug at his hands.

"HMmmm"

I heard Damien hum angrily as his grip got tighter around my waist. Crap. I have to be more careful.

I carefully lift one finger. He doesn't move or make sound. I lift two fingers. Doesn't move or make a sound. I lift three fingers. He wraps his fingers back around my hand and angrily hums again. Damnit. I slowly lift my hands and his fingers from his grasp. Only four more to go.

I lift one at a time until the hands are free and I put them at a side. I slid out of bed and grabbed my phone. I put on my clothes and left.

I knew today I was going to ask him out. I left with a little smile on my face.

I got in my car and went to work.

Hour later

I was at my computer working when I see Damien talking to Courtney and I overheard his conversation

"Yeah for some reason I woke up naked in my bed"

"That must have been a crazy party" Courtney said

That's when I decided to go over to Damien.

"Hey Damien maybe you would like to go out on a date?"

"Sure"

"I'll text you when and where."

"Okay"

That's when I leaned in and gave him a kiss on his lips. He grabbed my hips and held onto me.

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