Sleepless Nights(17)

“Glossy, your phone’s ringin’. It’s like the fifth time.” I snap my eyes open and wait while Damien pulls the bike over. We are out on a back road where there isn’t a lot of traffic.

“How could you feel that and I couldn’t?” I ask, talking about the vibrations of my phone.

He laughs and shrugs his shoulders. “Just answer it and let’s get back on the road.”

I roll my eyes and look down at the strange number that has been calling me. I go to hit redial but the phone starts vibrating in my hand. I take a huge swallow before I answer.

I figure I know who it is. And I’m right.

“Hello?”

“Thank God. Ashes why aren’t you answering the phone?”

I sent the letter three weeks ago. You’d think he would have gotten it by now, but since he’s on the other side of the world, it would take a long ass time. “Because I was riding around on a motorcycle. I’m guessing you got my letter?”

He takes a deep breath and I know he’s about to ring me a new asshole. I should have known he wouldn’t have taken the break up well. “Yeah I got your letter. And everything about it was fine until you told me you met someone else.”

I sneer my face at that. He thinks I cheated on him. See how much faith he has in me? “Yeah I did. Nothing is going on though. I’m not a fucking skank, Victor.”

“So you’re still my Ashes?”

This time I roll my eyes. “No, that was the whole point of the letter. I don’t want to be with you anymore. I took time to think about it before I wrote it. And I realized even before you left, I didn’t want to be with you anymore. I was just holding on to something I thought I wanted.”

“I know you’re upset about me leaving. But I told you I couldn’t just let Talon go. He needs me at his back. Besides, you said you were fine with it.”

“That’s the fucking point! You don’t even realize when I’m telling you something just to keep you happy! It’s over. I’m seriously done. If you wanted to be with me, you would be here right now. You would be protecting me, not Talon.” I start pacing on the hot pavement, forgetting that Damien is there.

“Fine. I don’t have time to fight with you about this right now. You get the wild out of you and when I get home we can pick up where we left off.”

I blink my eyes slowly. Then I blow the fuck up. “No, you listen, you fucking dickhead! I’m done with you. I refuse to be put in the shadows so you can hang out with your best friend. I’m not second best for anyone, not anymore. I’m going to be number one and I’m going to find a guy who will make me feel that way every day. I won’t have time to even speak to you when you get back. Have a nice fucking life, Victor Gage, because I certainly won’t be around to see it!” Then I snap the phone shut and scream at the top of my lungs.

Strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me back into a hard chest. His chin moves my hair around my shoulder and his nose nuzzles my ear.

Then Damien Daniels shows me he can be way more romantic than Victor Gage ever even thought of being.

He softly sings “I Wanna Hold Your Hand” by The Beatles. My entire body tingles and I feel tears well up in my eyes. My lips quiver and my body rocks with sobs but I still let him sing to me.

I feel like that part of me, made for Victor, curled up and died. Then it floated away in the breeze never to be replaced again.

I turn around and slam my lips down on Damien’s because I’ve been wondering what they felt like for weeks. I lift one of my legs over his hip and his hand comes down to catch it. I wrap my arms around his neck as his tongue pushes into my mouth. It’s not a gentle kiss. It’s all this mess inside of us, all the ugly parts coming out to be battled out by the other person.

His free hand comes down to my ass, as I twirl my tongue with his. Then I nibble at his full bottom lip as he presses our best parts together more closely. I feel how much he wants me and I feel how much I want him in my pants.

My hands slowly go higher, right into his thick blonde hair. I tug at the strands keeping him prisoner against my lips. But I know he doesn’t want to let go. So there we stand, in the middle of a deserted road, and kiss like we are dying.

I’ve never felt more alive in my whole life.

And I know nothing will ever be more perfect than my first kiss with Damien.



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We kiss to the soft sound of The Beatles in the background. Our tongues dance and our bodies are flush together. Hands are everywhere and I don’t even need to breathe because he does it for me. We are one and I have never felt so fucking alive.

Victor and I had great sex, but for some reason just fooling around with Damien is way better than sex with Victor. Victor took the time for my pleasure but mostly he was looking for his own. Pleasing me was like an afterthought, almost as if it wasn’t important.