“My house, my rules. I’m not putting on a shirt because my perfect naked torso makes you hot and heavy for me. Why don’t you just practice some self-restraint and not look at me?” he laughed and left me with my mouth gaping open.
“Are you serious? Please, you’re just doing it on purpose because that’s your MO,” I snapped and stood up from the bed. Drako jumped off as well and began wagging his tail at me. “Shouldn’t you be taking him for a walk or something?” I looked down at Drako’s little face and couldn’t help but fall in love with him all over again as his big eyes beckoned me to play.
“His walker will be here soon,” Daimon said, throwing the towel onto the couch and heading to the closet on the other end of the room.
“Oh,” I said quietly as I knelt down and picked him up.
I continued to play with Drako as Daimon came into sight; his hair was gelled back now. He was fixing his dark blue tie to yet another perfect suit ensemble, which was a light grey three piece and a blue shirt. He walked toward the bedroom door and left; I hadn’t noticed as Drako followed Daimon out. Maybe the Lucifer was right, maybe I was paying too much attention to him and how he looked. I let out a breath and headed to the bathroom to clean up. I washed my face and gargled some toothpaste I found in what seemed like his sink area. I felt out of my element without my things with me. I looked down at the t-shirt I was wearing remembering high school and how Clara and some other girls thought it was fun to pour spoiled milk on my gym clothes at least once a week. I headed downstairs wary at what I was supposed to do now. I couldn’t exactly go to the hospital wearing the same dress I left in. I know it’s stupid, but I didn’t want my father seeing me and thinking I spent the night with Daimon. I’d have to ask him for some money to get home, which wasn’t going to be pleasant. He was seated at his table with Drako at his feet, the moment Drako saw me he came running.
“Come sit,” Daimon said not looking at me. I walked over to the table and saw a plate with eggs and a bagel.
“What’s this?” I asked pointing down at it.
“I made you food.” He finally turned his head and looked at me. I awkwardly sat down and for the first time, I was self-conscious being around him. My body seemed to be aware of his dominate presence.
I picked up my fork and that’s when I saw it, the ring Daimon had bought me. The bright green glistened brilliantly as I stared at it. It might not have been a ring I would have chosen for myself, but it was beautiful nonetheless.
“I chose it because you’re not a typical girl,” he said in a hushed voice. “You, Addie, are different and deserve a different kind of ring.”
Our eyes met and I must have blushed because I felt my skin grow hot. The elevator dinged and he pulled his gaze from me. My eyes followed Daimon as he stood up to greet someone. In walked a girl who must have been in her early twenties, she smiled and laughed as she exchanged pleasantries with Daimon. I watched as she flipped her long brown hair at every little thing Daimon was saying. I grew angry at seeing how easily he could talk to her and how much of a gentleman he was. Daimon was the epitome of an asshole in my world and yet here he was flirting up a storm with the little girl who was going to walk my dog. My dog? Calm down, Addie. Daimon is paying you. It’s only a business transaction, nothing else. Drako growled low as he stayed by my feet. I pushed my chair back and peered down at him. He really didn’t want to go with her.
“Drako,” I whispered and he looked up at me with his scared puppy face.
“Drako come,” Daimon called out. I held out my hands and Drako jumped into my embrace. I carried him as I walked over to a blue-eyed little girl who wasn’t much younger than me.
“Drako doesn’t want to go with her,” I said as I held him in my arms.
“But I'm his dog walker,” she said, making it sound like her job was important.
“I'm glad, but he’s my dog and my dog doesn’t want to go out with you,” I hissed. She swallowed hard as she stared at Drako and me.
“Addie, the dog needs to be walked,” Daimon said as he reached for him, but Drako growled and barked.
“Told you,” I shrugged. Daimon looked at his dog and then at me. Maybe he was realizing he might have bitten off more than he could chew.
“Thank you for coming out and I'm sure my Daimon won’t have a problem paying you for your time, but my Drako will be walked by me today,” I smiled and walked away. I headed up the stairs with the intention of wearing the dress to take him out. Had I had my running clothes I would have taken him out for a run with me.