ESCAPE [Completed] (NOT EDITED)

Chapter Two

Morning light seeped through the closed blinds of the large floor to ceiling windows. Damian's hefty arm was wrapped around my waist tightly, trapping me and weighing me down to the bed and against his bare chest like a boulder. Rubbing my tired eyes, I peered at the digital alarm clock sitting on the bedside table. 9.04 am. Shit. I was late for work. Struggling, I tugged at Damian's arm, trying to free myself from his hold.

"Ava, stop it. Go back to sleep." Damian mumbled in a sleepy haze.

"I can't. I overslept, Damian. I'm late for work."

Damian removed his arm, to rub a hand over his face, his biceps bulging from the motion. "You're not late. You're not going into work today." My brows furrowed in confusion.

"What do you mean; I'm not going to work today?" I questioned, sitting upright.

Damian sighed, placing his arm back around my waist. "I called in sick for you about an hour ago, sweetheart. Now go back to sleep." I softened slightly at the term of endearment. I always did. But then I got angry.

"What? Why?"

"Today's our two year anniversary. Did you forget?" Damian snapped, tightening his arm around me. I blanched. With a quick glance at the clock again, I confirmed it was indeed our anniversary. August sixteenth. I couldn't believe I forgot. I was so caught up on trying to keep him from going nuclear on me since the last incident, it slipped my mind. But I could see the hurt turning to rage slowly in Damian's eyes, the hazel turning dark.

"Of course not." I answered quickly. "I just didn't think we were celebrating until later in the day. Didn't you have an important meeting later this morning?"

Damian's arm relaxed and came up, his hand curling around my nape and lowering me until I was lying down on the pillow, my face a few inches from his. "It got rescheduled for Thursday. I took work off too. I wanted today to be special, baby." He smiled, the corners of his eyes wrinkling slightly as he stroked my cheek.

I smiled back, my stomach fluttering at his kindness. It was so rare these days. The man I fell in love with two years ago, appeared again before me. "Thank you." I whispered, my gaze dropping to his mouth. I licked my bottom lip and Damian's thumb traced the moisture. He pressed forward and his soft lips met mine. His hand went around my head, tugging me impossibly closer as he coaxed my mouth open with his tongue, deepening the kiss. My eyelids fluttered open when he pulled away slightly a minute later.

"Do you want to go back to sleep?" He murmured, his hot breath mingling with mine. I shook my head in answer, no longer tired.

With another quick peck to my lips, Damian stood from the bed and pulled me up from under my arms as if I weighed nothing, settling me so that I was kneeling on the edge of the bed. "Alright then, let's take a shower." His hands went to the hem of my negligee and in one swift movement he pulled it over my head.

Again, Damian pulled me from under my arms and he stood me in front of him on the floor. Standing at 6'3, his naked body resembled a Greek God. His lustful eyes scanned my 5'3 frame before he dropped to his knees to remove my panties leaving me in my birthday suit. Coming back up, Damian's mouth went to my ear. "Get ready to wrap your legs around me, beautiful." He said before grabbing my hips and picking me up against his body. I winced slightly, my hips sore from his crushing hold last night. My legs curled around his back as he carried me to the too big for reason, en-suite and stepped into the granite-stoned shower.

Tears clouded my eyes as Damian tentatively massaged shampoo into my hair and scrubbed down my body. Why couldn't he always be like this? Sometimes, I wondered if Damian had a split personality. His mood could change in a point flat second. The first eight months of our relationship, Damian was the person touching me so gently, now. That was why things moved so fast for us and why I was so eager to buy a house together and move in with him six months into our relationship. My breath hitched, breaking through my thoughts as Damian's hand glided over my sacred place.