Chapter Seven

DRAVEN

I wake up not really knowing where I am. The bed beneath me is so soft I honestly wonder if I might be asleep at all. Maybe I’m not asleep, maybe I am dead and in heaven.

But then the doorbell rings.

Did I have plans this morning? I think I did. I’m almost sure I did…but what?

I open my eyes. “Shit! What time is it?!”

The doorbell sounds again, and I fall out of bed reaching for the things I wore yesterday. “Fuck! I’m coming! Hold the hell on!”

Stumbling down the stairs in my dirty clothes, I flip the switch allowing the shades to reveal the heavy fog of morning crowding the yard. The sight brings a contented smile to my face.

Wow…it really is beautiful here.

Ding dong!!!!

“Jesus!” I screech, opening the door. “The fuck is your deal?”

He stands there looking sexy as hell, the hint of a smile on his face. “I told you nine a.m. sharp.”

Domonic.

Of course. I forgot all about the breakfast appointment.

late,” I tell him smoothly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and

gaze sparkling with amusement. “You are late. It’s ten in the morning.

chest and trying not to notice how crisp and fuckable he

want to put my mouth

perfume wafts toward me

can smell her all over him.

do I have

around for a few

smile disappears. “You got what you wanted. Which

shut the door in his face is thwarted by a bright white Nike sneaker. I nearly lose

Wait a minute! I told you we were going to have breakfast,

grace him with a sweet saccharine grin.”No. We’re not. Have breakfast with

half smile quirking up

Did she

a sarcastic frown. His face looks

mean, what?” I chortle, cocking my head at him warily. Then with a roll of my eyes, I say, “When did she leave?

questions get stupid answers,

his eyes downward as if ashamed. “This

thought you said you were taking her home, last night,” I quip at him and slanting my eyes as I push

him from my wrath. “I was going to but I-,” he stops, crossing his arms over his chest and idadvertanlty making his pectorals more prominently visible. His face turns indignant, ”

door, but he pushes inside, and I throw my hands up in frustration. “Really?” I snap, stomping my foot in annoyance. “You’re just going to push yourself inside? You see? This is why I want to pay rent! So that I don’t have to let you in here and I don’t have to be

he

you or your bitch. I never intended to come to breakfast,” I lie. I was going to, but now that

with himself about something, his eyes ticking back and forth as if he doesn’t know what else to say. They finally fall on

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