The Billionaire (#1)

Five - "Playing With Fire.."

A few days later...

As I sat by the pool, I thought back to the day I first met Justin.

We met the first day of college and hit it off straight away.

I was a shy, quiet girl, and he was the captain of the college football team. We both knew there was a connection between us, but neither of us were gutsy enough to admit it. But one day, he asked me out, and I said yes.

Ever since that day, we were never apart.

As I sat there lost in my thoughts, Damien's soft voice startled me..

"Jeez.. I swear to god, Damien!"

"What?" He chuckled.

"Do you have to sneak up on me like that?"

"I need to speak to you."

"Ugh.. Can't it wait?"

"No. It can't!"

"Fine. What do you want?"

He came over to me and sat on the end of the sun bed I was laying on.

"It's about what happened between us the other night."

"What about it?"

"I can't stop thinking about it."

He looked straight at me as he said those words.

As I laid there, he crawled up to me, his eyes never leaving mine.

With his lips just inches from mine, he whispered..
" I could take you, right here, right now!"

"In your dreams, Damien."

"I know you want this, I can tell."

"Oh really?"

"Don't deny it. I know you feel it."

He was right.
I did feel it.

But I'm not going to give into him.
I can't.
I won't.

"You think I'm just to give into you? You click your fingers and I come running, is that it? Also, just a friendly reminder that I'm dating your son."

"That didn't stop you the other night."

"It was a moment of weakness."

He inched his lips even closer to mine..

"Well you're my weakness, Chloe. And I'm not ashamed to say it."

He kissed me gently, making me give into him. I sat up, not breaking his kiss. He pulled me onto him and kissed me a little harder, making a soft sigh escape from my lips.

God dammit, Damien!

We were exposed right now. I know he said Justin wouldn't be home for a few days, but he had a tendency to come home earlier than planned.. And I know this first hand because he's done it when he's been away on business before.

Why?

I don't know. He'd never tell me.
If I'm honest, it sometimes made me wonder if he was really going away on business at all.

As those thoughts clouded my mind, I pushed Damien away gently, slowly getting up and walking away, not saying a word.

Well I say walk.. But really I ran back into the house, holding back tears that threatened to fall.

There was no way I was crying in front of him. He doesn't need to see me balling my eyes out, looking and feeling vulnerable, breaking down like an uncontrollable mess..