Chapter Twelve
"Please come along, Angie. It'll be fun," coaxed Steffi. Angela shook her head.
"No, Steff, you two go ahead. I'm good. I'll just go to the library to get a membership," said Angela. Steffi and Harry were going on a double date with Whitney and her boyfriend, Andrew to his log cabin for two days. They wanted her to come along with Damian but she declined.
They felt guilty for not being able to spend time together with her. "Are you sure?" Asked a guilty-looking Steffi.
"Absolutely. Just go and enjoy," said Angela as she went to the kitchen for her coffee. It was seven in the morning and they were ready to drive off to their destination.
The doorbell rang and Harry came in. He grinned seeing Angela. "Hi buddy. How are you?" He asked cheerfully giving her a hug.
"Hi, Harry. I'm good," she answered returning the hug.
"I'm glad. Steffi tells me all about you," he informed and Angela smiled.
"And she tells me all about you," she retorted and Harry laughed.
Andrew came in and Whitney introduced him to her. Angela didn't like him much. He looked very sophisticated with his perfectly gelled jet black hair, expensive clothes, expensive perfume, expensive mobile. He looked at least six years older to them.
They all left and Angela sipped her coffee in peace. She decided to take a soaking bath first. The apartment was so peaceful and quiet. She took a luxurious bath in the bathtub of her ensuite. It felt good to be all by herself. How Steffi and Harry could enjoy in Andrew's presence was beyond her. She couldn't.
Drying herself, she wrapped a towel around herself and thought about what she could do with her day. The money that she had earned would finish and she needed so many things. Most importantly she needed a car for which she needed a part-time job.
As she stepped out of her en-suite, she froze seeing a smirking Damian, sitting on her bed. Her mouth opened and closed but not a word came out. Was she hallucinating or was he really here?
"Do you always roam around in that thing?" he asked getting up from the bed.
Realisation struck and Angela walked back into her en-suite and closed the door. "Go away Damian, you jerk," she yelled annoyed at him.
"Come out here Angel, " he said, impatiently.
"No, you get out. How the hell did you get in?" She yelled more, furious by now.
"I'll break the door Angel. Come out," he threatened.
"No way. Let me see you break it. The cops will come and get you," she warned and he laughed.
Angela tried to hear him but she couldn't hear a thing. "Damian?" She called.
"Yes Angel?" He chuckled.
"It's not funny. Why are you still here?" She sighed.
"Ok. I'll go. Wear something and come out of your room. But I want something for being such a gentleman, " he negotiated.
Angela rolled her eyes. "You're far from being a gentleman, you're a creep," she muttered.
"I heard that. You'll pay for every name that you call me, " he threatened as he left her room and the door clicked shut.
She opened the door to her en-suite and peeped out. There was no sign of Damian in her room. She hurried to the door and locked it. She went to her closet to see what she would wear. Damian was here and the desire to please him was utmost on her mind. She chose an a-line short berry coloured, sleeveless dress. Brushing her hair, she left it to airdry and walked out of her room.
Damian was standing in front of the refrigerator, checking out things. "What are you hunting for inside the refrigerator?" She asked curiously.
Damian looked up and was lost in her creamy smooth long legs. The dress perfectly moulded to her curves, accentuating them. The neckline was deep, showing off her natural cleavage. He took out the only icecream cup that had remained to eat. "For this, " he beamed, putting a dollop into his mouth and moaning.
"That's mine, Damian," said Angela, hopelessly as he finished another scoop. She rushed to him to snatch the cup away from his hands. But he held it up, away from her. "Give it back, you thief, " she yelled as she shoved him. No one messed with her icecream. She couldn't forgive that.
"What else did I steal? Your heart?" He asked wiggling his eyes as he ate another mouthful.
"You're horrible. You're finishing my icecream," she said, hopelessly.
"Give me what I want and I'll get you more, " he said, his hand going around her waist. He placed the icecream on the kitchen counter and pulled her close.
"You realise that you've started a fire yesterday? Now it's a blazing flame that only you can douse. Save me Angel. Let me kiss you," he whispered in her ear, biting her ear lobe gently.
Angela closed her eyes wanting the same thing as he did. She couldn't forget him or her first kiss. Everytime she thought about it, she became wet with arousal. Damian ran his tongue along her lower lip in a gentle caress and his large hand cupped her cheek, turning her head up to capture her lips fully. He plunged his tongue immediately into her mouth, lost in the sweet addictive taste of her. What started as a simple kiss soon turned into a wild, passionate, throbbing kiss that pulsated wild carnal energy, making them lose their consciousness of anything else but their lips, fused together as one.
His hand bunched at her hips and pulled her more into him. Angela needed to take the support of his wide shoulders to support her jelly like legs. She kissed him back too and he moaned. It was the most sexy sound that she had ever heard. It made her want to give him more pleasure. They broke off the kiss, panting hard. Her warm mouth trailed to his neck, taking him by surprise. With a sharp intake of breath, he grinded her hips to his growing bulge.
The vibrations of his mobile broke the spell. He released her reluctantly and checked his mobile with a look of pure irritation on his face. Angela clearly saw on his mobile that there was an incoming call from Tiffany.
"Who's Tiffany?" She asked, puzzled.
Damian looked uncomfortable. He quickly denied the call and deleted the number from his mobile.
"You didn't answer me Damian, " she reminded him. So she was another hookup of his. When he still didn't answer her, busy with his phone, Angela felt tears prick her eyes.
Some people never changed. "Why am I wasting my time with you, I don't understand, " she said, going to her room.
Damian looked up at her and saw the pain on her face. "I swear I've left everything, Angel. Please believe me. I have become good for you. She was an old friend who I had hooked up with once, long back. I don't know why she called me. I never had any relationships with any of them. Please believe me Angel," he said, walking in front of her and blocking her way.
"She has your number, so I know the truth, ok?" Said Angela, pushing him and going into her room.
"I never gave them my number. She might have taken it from a common friend," implored Damian.
"Leave me alone Damian. I don't want to listen to your excuses," she yelled, going to her room and trying to close her door. He placed his foot inside and purposefully strode inside, his face etched with pain.
"You don't believe a word I say, Angel?" he spoke, his eyes not able to take in her expression of hatred for himself.
"I don't. Maybe I'm also a one-time hook up for you," she asked quietly, her voice breaking. "Just leave Damian. "
"No, I won't leave. You have to see that you're the one for me. It's because of you that I hooked onto these things and it's because of you that I left everything," he yelled, trying to hold her wrists.
"I can't. Just leave Damian. I don't want to see you," she said, feeling confused at his confession.
"You look into my eyes and tell me you don't want to see me ever, I swear I'll go away from your life," he said coming closer and pulling her onto his chest.
Angela stared at him but couldn't utter a single word.
"You tell me that you don't want me to kiss you, I'll slash my lips off my body. They'll never throb for you," he said with such an intensity that Angela panicked at his words.
"I don't have anyone to live for Angel. You tell me you can't love me ever, I'll end this wretched life," he said. Angela just couldn't take it anymore.
Her hand went around his neck while the other cupped his cheek and she pulled his face close and gently claimed his lips in a loving kiss. His whole body trembled in her arms.