DamonI move quickly, scrambling to get out of my office to stop the commotion. Jessica is frozen like a statue; everyone is. The look of shock resonates on every face in this club, and I need to remind them of who I am.I rush toward the table; Mindy stutters as she speaks, “She’s n-n-new. She didn’t mean it, did you, Cherry?” She asked Jessica. Jessica has tears in her eyes as she begins to speak, but I cut her off.“You were told NOT to touch the girls!” My voice almost comes out in a roar, and the entire club now focuses on me. Jessica’s face turns to sheer panic as I discipline these lawyers, but they are too drunk to try to argue.“But that’s why we are here, to touch. I guess I will need to get my firm involved,” the tall blonde slurs his words, but I shake my head.“See that camera,” I say pointing ahead, “I have all of this on video, and I have a tech guy who can zone in on the table voice media. Cherry here had every right to smack you since you wouldn’t stop sexually harass
JessicaI watch how Damon handles the customers, and my heart is racing, not because he’s defending my actions but because I know I am definitely fired. Most of the lawyers are looking at him seriously, but the tall drunk blonde that has caused most of the issues tonight is trying to argue.“Oh! So, I guess I’ll get my firm on this!” he threatens, and I watch a smile creep on Damon’s face. I see he likes a challenge, but I can also see he doesn’t lose. His eyes flicker as he looks around the table; I know he won’t back down. Mike walks over now, and my heart flutters! He asked me out tonight, and I said yes, but then I feel panic; what if he is mad at me too!? Did I just screw everything up with him?Mike tells the lawyers to leave, and the tall blonde gets up, glaring at me as he throws shot glasses down on the table. I grab Mike’s arm and he stands close to me, making sure none of them retaliate against me. His cologne is more pungent, and I inhale as I swoon over him. It wasn’t t
DamonI yawn as I walk through the club, turning off all the lights. Tonight was pretty intense, but it’s not the worst one we have had. I get to the end of the hallway and stop as my cell phone rings; I look at the caller ID and sigh as I see Mikey’s name pop up. “Hey, Man. Is everything okay? Did you get Jessica home okay?” I ask in a hurry. I am curious if anything happened, and I know he knows. Silence.“Mikey, are you there?”“Yeah, I got her home,” he pauses, “And before three AM.” He adds. I smile- knowing he is telling me this, so I know nothing physical happened. Mikey is a good friend, but I also know Jessica isn’t that kind of girl.“Are you headed home now?” I ask casually, not to give my jealousy away.“Yeah, and you?” he asks.I flip the last switch off and reach into my pocket, grabbing my keys, “Yeah, I’m headed home too. Tabby is waiting for me,” I say mischievously, but I have already texted her, telling her to go home.It just doesn’t feel right. Not anymore.“Per
JessicaMike says nothing but reaches the back of his hand up, wiping my saliva off his face. I sit back in the seat as awkward silence ensues, and then I can’t help it, I laugh hysterically at my idiotic mistake. Mike looks up slowly, not knowing what to think, but then he laughs too as he stares at me, “Are you ok?” he asks once the laughter is broken.I nod and then shake my head, “I just sucked Mike Clody’s fucking nose,” I say, looking at him. This is beyond embarrassing, and he smiles, shaking his head. His fingers reach for my chin, and they take hold of it gently.“You did. THE Mike Clody, Jessica Sanders.” He winks, “You just tried to eat my nose,” he says, lifting my chin to meet his eyes. I blush, and then it happens; he leans into me, his lips slowly brushing against mine. Then they touch completely, and he kisses me. LIKE REALLY KISSES ME.Time stands still or at least it feels like it. His tongue brushes against my lips, and I open them granting him access. Our tongue
DamonI stomp towards my room as my father’s shouts only grow louder, “Damon! Get back here!!” But my mom’s voice is louder, “Leave him be! You aren’t ready to tell him!” She argues with him. I stop, turning on my heel, and step back toward them, only to stop.Tell me what!?“Beverly! Shut up!” My father whisper-yells, and their voices become quieter; I know they won’t tell me, so I saunter on, quickly getting to my wing of the mansion and opening my bedroom door. The room is dark, and I walk in fast, slamming the door closed and flipping on the light.“There you are!” A voice comes from behind me, and I jump, pulling my pistol and turning around, aiming at the voice. “What the fuck, Damon!” Tabby shouts, sitting up in my bed. She is completely naked, and I glare at her.“What the hell are you doing here? I told you to go home!” I say, unloading the gun and placing it in my desk drawer. “I know you didn’t mean it, baby. Plus, my home is so close,” her eyes meet mine, “I live on the
Jessica“Jessica! Wake up!” Julie’s voice is the worst alarm I have ever heard after very having barely any sleep. I swear I just fell asleep not even an hour ago. I couldn’t stop thinking about Damon’s dad and my mom.I wonder if he knows they knew each other. “Five more minutes,” I groan, and she laughs, hitting me with the throw pillow.“No, because we will miss the school bus,” she counters. I smile, my eyes slowly opening. My whole body is exhausted, but I am so excited for today; Mikey and I have a date.“Fine,” I giggle, throwing off the blankets and sitting up. “Are you two ready to go? Do you have everything?” I ask, looking around. I usually prepare everything the night before, but I forgot last night.“Yes. I made both our lunches and got stuff together, but Jackson is saying he’s sick,” Julie says, rolling her eyes, “But he’s probably faking,” she says snootily, and I nod, getting up. “Jackson,” I call, walking toward his room, but he isn’t there. “Jackson!” I call again
Damon“Hey baby, wake up.” Tabby’s tongue is in my ear, and I slowly open my eyes, looking around- did she sleep over? “What are you doing here still?” I ask, my voice scratchy and annoyed.“Well, I couldn’t walk home so late,” she pouts, rolling over and looking into my eyes, but this annoys me further. She knows damn well I don’t do sleepovers.“As you pointed out last night, Tabby, you live on the grounds. I am pretty sure you would have made it home just fine,” I groan, sitting up, and she stares at me.“Does this break our deal?” she asks me with a whimper. I scoff, turning to face her, “No. This doesn’t break our deal, but you know the rules.” I remind her.“Your parents are never going to believe we are a couple if we don’t act like one, Damon. They need to believe that I am your girlfriend. If this doesn’t look real, my father will surely take me back to New Jersey.” She sighs, sitting up on her elbow.She has a point. I am not worried about fooling my parents or hers. The
Jessica“Can I come in?” Damon sighs, shifting on his feet. I nod, looking at him, and then back down to the brown carpet flooring. I thought Mikey may drop by, but why is Damon here instead?I can’t believe he is here.“You didn’t need to do this, Damon,” I smile awkwardly, and he sets the bags on the kitchen counter.“I know, but when Mikey told me your brother was sick, I knew you would need some stuff. I am sure leaving the house when you have a sick kid is not easy. Plus, I know you didn’t get much sleep last night after work since you hung out with Mikey.”He says this with a bit of dismay, and I watch as he searches the bags, looking for an item. Is he jealous?“Yes, I had to cancel our date today. Jackson is really sick,” I sigh, tears welling in my eyes, but I push them away. I really miss my mom right now, but this isn’t the time to sulk. He nods as he grabs a humidifier from a bag and opens the packaging, reading the instructions. I watch in awe as he holds the canister an