Luxury ✔️

20 | Chapter twenty

Chapter 20 | Girlfriend?

" Maybe sometimes you have to lose who you were,
to find out who you are. "

L U X U R Y

My eyes widen with surprise.

He chuckles, laughing about my reaction.

"What–um–girlfriend?" I blurt out.

He chuckles again, fixing his messy hair, nodding. "Yeah."

My lips part. Was Damian Atticus really asking me if I wanted to be his girlfriend? My breath gets caught up in my throat as I looked deeper in his hazel eyes.

I had never dated anyone in my life, nor has a boy ever asked me if I wanted to be his. I swallow hard, looking to the side.

"Quinn, it's alright if you don't want to. I mean, I know that you ha–"

I cut him off. "What about Elizabeth?"

Damian frowns. "What? Elizabeth? What has she got to do with anything, doll?"

His hands sneakily grab mine and shuffles with it, fidgeting with the ring on my index finger. "Well," I look down. "She was practically in love with you." I bite my lips, still tasting him on my lip. "And," I look at him for a second. "She'd never ever want to look at me anymore."

Damian grunts, rolling his eyes. He pulls me closer to him, his long arms hugging my back. I rest my face on his shoulder while he pokes my back, trying to tickle me. "Elizabeth is a spoiled ass daddy's girl. She can go fuck herself in my opinion." His fingers play with my hair.

I close my eyes, giggling. "Agree."

"So why do you even care if she won't want to hang out with you anymore?"

I tilt my head back and look at him, blinking a couple of times. "Please?" He smirks, begging me.

He quickly places a kiss on my lips. I smile, my grip on the back of his shirt tightening. "Please?" He pecks my cheek, then my chin. "Be my girlfriend?" He places a long kiss on my lips, that were formed into a smile.

He pushes me down on my mattress again, and I giggle, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll think about it."

He rolls his eyes then smirks. "Ok."

I bite my lips.

He tilts his head back with laughter, then looks back at me with a sparkle in his pretty eyes. "I already know what you're gonna say!" He falls down on top of me, and I laugh. He kisses down my cheeks and lips, and forehead and every part of my face.

He fixes my hair out of my face, then hugs me. His head falls on the pillow next to mine and I feel his eyes staring.

I look at him, feeling my ears going red. My fingers trace his freshly shaved jaw and chin, until his lips. I move closer to him and peck a small kiss on his lips. I was about to move away when he forces his on mine. His tongue grazes on mine as we kiss again. My hand goes to his neck while he pulls me closer to his body. His hand falls on my waist while we move our lips together, out tongues intertwined.