‘Who framed you?’ ‘Who was the girl?’ ‘Did she know about the setup?’
“The girl was also a victim. Unfortunately, I can’t elaborate more because of the ongoing investigation.”
‘Why were you tied to a pole in your underwear?’
The crowd quiets down as if holding their breaths. I’m not sure what to answer without subjecting her brothers to a felony.
“Eh, let’s just say that it was an initiation.” A first for me. Or actually, a lot of firsts.
It was the first time I was tied up nearly naked to a pole right at the entrance of Fisherman’s Wharf. The first time I got beaten up this badly. The first time I went into anaphylactic shock. And all of it because I entered my very first relationship with a girl – because I fell in love for the first time.
‘Why were you admitted to the hospital?’ A woman asks, pushing back her glasses with a serious expression.
Logan thought it would be funny to Viagra me before tying me up. Who knew someone could be allergic to the blue pill? Even Ilkay said it’s rare. And luckily he was there.
One good thing about going into shock – I don’t remember much about the humiliation of almost dying naked on the street of Fisherman’s Wharf. I blacked out … only to wake up in the hospital with a rash, black eye, concussion, some bruised ribs, and a furious girlfriend.
“I went into anaphylactic shock.”
‘What are you allergic to?’
Viagra. “I would rather not say.”
I take a sly look at Mel and see her biting her lip. I don’t know why, but for some reason that little action of hers drives me absolutely bonkers. A deep breath in. All I want to do is take her back to my place and fuck her hard, over and over again. But that’s not an option.
‘So what about Chloe?’ Someone shouts. ‘She was seen at the hospital.’
I take another very deep breath before I answer the question.
“I can truthfully say that there’s never been anything between me and Chloe. And there never will be.” I don’t even like the bitch. “She’s just the daughter of my sponsor.” And an annoying stalker. “Melaena is the only girl for me, she’s always been ‘the one’.”
Date = 22 November
Place = San Francisco (Inferno)
POV – Damion
Ed Sheeran sings gruffly in tune with my heart.
‘I found a love … for me ….. darling, just dive right in …. follow my lead’
I pull her more into me as we move over the dance floor. I lower my head into the vanilla flavor hair and sniff in a breath. I swear it makes me high. My heart pounds underneath her palm. Can she feel how out of control I am?
‘Well, I found a girl …… beautiful and sweet ….
I never knew you were the someone waiting for me … ‘
“Damion?” I look down into those bluest of blue eyes and feel as if I’ve overdosed on happy pills and coffee. She’s slowly destroying my demons one by one without even doing a thing. Just her presence is enough.
‘Darling just kiss me slow …. ‘
“Mm.”
“I want to kiss you.”
“Huh?” A huge smile spreads over her face. Hell. She drives me crazy and wild – but I’m helpless when she smiles. Even my knees turn into the proverbial jelly.
‘I whispered underneath my breath … but you heard it …. Darling, you look perfect tonight’
“You never need my permission for that, angel,” I husk against her ear and in the heat of the moment I suck that perfect little lobe into my mouth. She moans out a sexy little sound that goes straight to my pecker.
‘to carry love …. to carry children …. of our own …’
Damn you, Ed … now you’ve got me thinking about making babies with her ….. beautiful babies … my babies …. Fuck. My dick jumps into action – ready for the job.
‘I know I’ve met an angel in person ….. and she looks perfect …’
So fucking true.
The bloody song ends and I hold my perfect angel in my arms for just a moment longer before letting her go.
“I’m going to get us something to drink.” She walks away to where Kiara is standing at the bar, talking to Enrique’s date, whose name I still don’t know, and Lucinda.
I join the guys at our table in the far corner. The twinsies are silently watching the crowd while Noah is on the phone, looking like a ghost. Wonder if it’s about his sister? Mel told me the test came out that she has cancer.
My eyes instinctively find Mel at the bar, getting cocktails while playfully laughing at the dude behind the bar. He sure as hell is flirting with her.
The Hulk in me busts out and it feels like I can suddenly kill every guy at this damn party in a jealous rage. I sigh deeply.
Why am I being cursed like this? Why did fate make me fall in love with a girl that every guy in the world wants to bang? My eyes wander at their own accord back to her boobs, and my cock moves just to tell me he’s still ready for action.
“So you really love her?” Enrique asks, watching his sister. My eyes are also stuck on Mel – can’t seem to move them away.
“I do. I’m not fucking around, I promise you.”
“I suppose we’ll get used to the idea.” He puts a hand on my shoulder. “And I’m sorry for almost sending you to meet the devil,” he says sincerely.
“I know you are. But I didn’t even know I was allergic to that stuff.”