My parents have dump my ass at Damien's house and left without a second glance. How do I deal with this? I felt rejected but decided to shake it off and make the best out of my situation.
Mr Kingston had instructed the maid to show me my room and I was currently unpacking my stuff. The room was painted cream with golden curtains and a marching bedsheet and as usual Damien had left the house without saying a word to me.
" Hey sorry, I didn't know someone was in the room," I heard a deep rich masculine voice say slightly startling
me." Who are you?" I asked with raised eyebrow.
"Excuse my manners I'm Chris," he introduced himself extending his hand.
" Chris who?" I questioned not bothering to take his hand.
" I'm Damien's cousin," he answered putting his hands in his pocket.
" So what are you doing up here?" I asked again and he chuckled in response.
" What's funny?" I questioned folding my hands together.
" Are you with the CIA or something. I feel like I'm being interrogated here," he said with an infectious smile making me smile involuntary too.
" I'm just trying to be safe. I'm Angie," I introduced myself suddenly feeling relaxed around me.
" Nice to meet you," he responded extending his hand again and I eagerly took it this time.
" You have pretty hands," he uttered looking straight into my eyes before bringing my hands to his lips.
" Thank you," I softly responded looking any where but his face, feeling self conscious. Why must they all have handsome genes.
" So why are you here," I tried to fill the awkward silence that issued between us. I could still feel the sensation of his soft warm lips against the back of my hand.
" I sleep in this room whenever I come over," he responded, closing the door behind him now.
" Oh so I took your room," I said, realising the situation.
" Kinda but I don't mind sharing a room with you," he flirted his eyes bright with a mischievous glint.
" Why don't we share a bed whilst we are at it," I flirted back and he burst out laughing.
" You kidding right?" he asked with raised eyebrow, a smile on his lips.
" Of course," I giggled and he stared at me with a look I couldn't decipher.
" What?" I questioned when it went on for more than a minute.
" I'm used to ladies flirting with me with this desperate sexual energy but you, you come with this playful energy its refreshing," he answered like he was in daze.
" Am I supposed to say thanks again?" I asked with a chuckle.
" Whatever you want baby girl," he responded moving to stand beside me.
" Let me give you a hand whilst you unpack," he offered taking hold of one of my blouse before I could stop him.
" Are you sure you can handle it?" I questioned and he was like yeah I help my sister Shantel all time.
" I have met her before at your mums boutique with Damien. How is she?" I questioned afterwards before heading to the closet to arrange my blouses.
" She is fine. So how are you related to Damien?" he curiously asked.
" Its kinda complicated but if you want more information, I suggest you ask him," I answered truthfully.
" Okay," he responded not pushing things further and I was grateful for that.
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