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“I guess there isn’t one. But I want you to add into the contract that if I chose to back out at any time, I can.”
“Done. But you won’t want to.” He seems so sure of himself, but at this point that doesn’t surprise me.
“You don’t really know me well enough to make that statement.”
“Possibly, but give it time and I’ll know you better than you know yourself. I’m a very perceptive person, Camille.”
“Give me today to make my decision. I don’t even know your name yet.” He stands and holds his hand out to help me up.
“My name is Damon Deverick. Feel free to do your research. I’ll be back to get you in two hours.” He leans in and kisses my lips with a soft peck, and I stand frozen not knowing what he’ll do next. He steps aside and leaves me standing there feeling slighted on that kiss as he walks toward the door. A man that intense can’t give peck kisses. He’s supposed to be passionate and make me forget to breathe in a first kiss.
“Where will we be going?”
“Out for the day. Wear the dress I brought you and if you’re bold enough, you can stay bare underneath. If not, we’ll work on that.” I turn to watch him open the front door to my apartment before he says anything else. “Lock the door, Camille.”
I start to move when I hear the door close. Locking both the dead bolt and the knob before I allow myself to fall against the door, I try to make sense of this man. My heart is pumping faster than it has in months and he’s left me with an adrenaline rush that I can’t explain. It’s the unknown. I’m not used to it. I’m usually in control and with him everything is up in the air as we both battle for power.
Pulling the dress from the hanger doesn’t help to slow my anxious feelings in the slightest. This thing is skimpy as hell and I’m definitely not going to be able to wear this in public. I’m holding it against the front of my body when I hear banging on the front door.
Expecting it to be him again, I look through the peep hole and see my sister. Shit… she’ll be full of questions.
“Cami. I brought some food in case you were hungover.” She proceeds to knock even harder, before I rush to my bedroom and toss the dress on the bed and close the door before making my way back over to let her in. “Nice, you look much better than I imagined you would. Did you have a good time last night?” She talks as she walks through the apartment, leaving me standing with the door open and not a word to say as my apartment is invaded for the second time this morning. “Look at you, already have coffee made… you’ve showered. Sis, I can feel you coming around and it makes me so happy to see it. I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve never left, you know.” Speaking of leaving… I guess this probably isn’t the best time to tell her about the possible travel that will be going on soon. I need to research Mr. Darkness before I make a big deal about all of this and that’s not something I want to do with her looking over my shoulder.
“I need to borrow some shoes for today, this heel is messing up.” She starts toward my bedroom and I jump off the bar stool to stop her.
“Which ones, I’ll get them.”
“What? Don’t be weird, Cami. I’ll grab them.”
“Carli. Don’t go in there.” She stops in her tracks and slowly turns, her mouth gaping open as she begins to assume all sorts of shit.
“You have a man in there, don’t you?” Shit.
“Yes… I mean not anymore. He left a mess and… just let me get the damn shoes and don’t start asking questions.”
“Oh my godddd. It’s the owner of that club, isn’t it? He came here and fucked you good all night didn’t he.” I leave her standing and attempt to make a clean break when I hear her on my heels. “Jesus, you have like a damn breakfast in bed thing going here… but the bed is far too perfect for you to have done the good stuff.”
“Maybe I made it.” She starts laughing loudly as she picks up the new dress he wants me to wear.
“Oh please. I’ve known you my whole life and you don’t make your bed… ever. Damn this is a nice dress… tell me he brought it here for you to wear on your next date.”
“Ok.”
“Ok? Ok? He did, didn’t he?” She holds the material out, taking note of the bare back and gasping. “Oh, shit. Put this on. I have to see what it looks like on you.”
“No I’m not wearing it.”
“And these heels… I’m taking the shimmery pair. I know you won’t wear them anyway.”
“Take them all… and the dress.”
“What? No. This is exciting Cami. He’s pampering you. You deserve someone to treat you nice and buy you things. You’ve never had that, so enjoy it. Let him spoil you, then you can make it up to him in the bedroom. That’s what I do.”
“Negative. Not happening. Thanks for your relationship advice, but I’m not interested in that kind of crap. It’s business.”
“Sure it is. I can see it in the dress and shoes he bought you. If this is business, let me know what ritzy corner you’ll be working. These are items from someone who A… has phenomenal taste… and B… wants to see how sexy you look in them. That’s not about business. So, stop denying whatever this is and try the damn dress on.”
