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.

smoothly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and

are late. It’s ten in the morning. There’s an alarm clock

my chest and trying not to notice how crisp and fuckable he looks in white sweats and a

want to put

then… his perfume wafts toward

can smell

angry. I can’t explain why, nor do I have the right to

to get up. I wanted to roll around for a few more

smile disappears. “You

scoff. “Not you. So, bye!” My attempt to shut the door in his face is thwarted by a bright white Nike sneaker. I nearly lose my shit.

minute! I told you

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

amusment. A half smile quirking

Did she

I throw him a sarcastic frown. His face looks so frighteneed for a second

cocking my head at him warily. Then with a roll of my eyes, I say, “When did

questions get stupid

casting his eyes

taking her home, last night,” I quip at him

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, ” -wait a minute, I don’t have

the 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

“You’re jealous,” he

I never intended to come to breakfast,” I lie.

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

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