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.

him smoothly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and

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

chest and trying not to notice how crisp

muscles. And I want

wafts toward me

Margo. I can smell

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

to roll around for a few more minutes laughing because, I got what I wanted and

narrow and his smile disappears. “You got

bye!” My attempt to shut the door in his face is thwarted by a bright white Nike sneaker. I nearly lose my

Wait a minute! I told you we were going to

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

smile quirking up as he wets his lips. “Margo is

laugh, “Oh yeah? Did she mark

His face looks so frighteneed for

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

questions get stupid

his jaw, casting his eyes downward as if

at him and

I-,” he stops, crossing his arms over his chest and idadvertanlty making his pectorals more prominently visible. His face

and I throw my hands up in frustration. “Really?” I snap, stomping my foot in annoyance. “You’re just

jealous,” he accuses, rotating his shoulders and sizing

I never intended to come to breakfast,” I lie. I was going to, but now that I know she only

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

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