“It’s cool. I’m off tonight, so I’ll take you there so you can get what you need.” He walked further into my room and opened a door.
“No, that won’t be necessary. I’ll drive myself.” I looked through the door and saw a toilet with a shower tub. “Nice, I didn’t realize I had my own bathroom.”
“Yeah. Both of the rooms have their own baths. They are both set up like masters.” He waggled his eyebrows at me. I could only imagine what went on in his master. My momma, who passed away not many years ago, had better be watching over me, because I honestly didn’t know what the hell I was getting myself into with having a male roommate.
“That’s awesome, Damien. This place is really nice. I appreciate you letting me stay until I can work something else out. But I’m gonna give it to you straight. Don’t ever come into my room without knocking first—ever.” I hoped like hell that the door had a lock on it because if it didn’t, I would be for sure picking one up while we were at Target.
“Point taken. I get it. You don’t want me in your room, and I sure as hell don’t want you in mine.” He gestured toward another door. “Let me show you the kick ass closet.”
I walked over to where he was standing with the door opened and walked in. Damn! It was freaking huge! Like, bigger than my closet back at home. It was lined with lots of shelves and racks for me to hang clothes. At the bottom, there were cubbies for me to put shoes in. I had definitely hit the jackpot. If only I were living with another female. At that time, my stomach betrayed me and grumbled really loud.
Damien turned to me and looked down at my stomach. “You hungry?”
I bit my bottom lip and then released it. My damn stomach had to choose that moment to growl. How embarrassing. “Yeah, I haven’t eaten all day.”
“Well, let’s get all of your shit up here, and then we can go get something to eat and hit Target. Sound good?”
“Sure I suppose that works. Shit, I need to get Zeus. Poor baby probably needs to do his business.” I started walking out the door, and he placed his hand on my arm to stop me. I pulled my arm away and looked back over my shoulder. “What?” I hadn’t been touched by a man since that night, and it had taken me completely off guard.
“Who the hell is Zeus?” He crossed his arms across his chest.
“Zeus is my dog.” I smiled just thinking about my little guy. At least he was here with me.
“You brought a fucking dog? I honestly don’t know if that is going to work. There won’t be enough room in here for all of us.” He gave me a questioning look.
“Chill, Damien. It will be fine, come meet him. I assure you that you’ll think he’s cool.” If he didn’t let me keep my dog, the deal was off. I would have to find another place and fucking fast.
“All right, lead the way to your car so I can meet this Zeus.”
Damien
She opened the door and this little dog jumped into her arms. “You have a rat for a pet.”
She looked at me shooting daggers, and then she stuck out her bottom lip. “He’s not a rat. He’s a Chihuahua.”
“Well, Sweets, he looks like a fucking rat to me.” I shook my head.
She looked at her damn dog and then said, “Zeus, don’t listen to him. He just doesn’t know you and how good of a boy you are.” She hooked a leash on his collar and then set him down on the ground. She walked over to the grassy area to let him do his business. I assessed him from afar, and although I had never been around a Chihuahua, I had to admit he was kinda cute—in an ugly ass way. He pooped and she took that baggy she was holding and picked it up, not touching the shit of course, but getting it into the bag.
She walked back over to me with Zeus in her arms again. I stretched out my hand and rubbed him around the ears. “I’m surprised he let you pet him. He normally growls at other people who try to touch him while I’m holding him.”
“The little rat knows what’s up. I’m cool with the animals.” I countered petting him.
“For the love of God, Damien, he’s not a rat. You are going to upset him if you keep calling him that.” I’m sure the damn dog didn’t care what he was called just as long as someone was giving him attention.
“Well, whatever. I guess I’ll call his boney ass Zeus. Now give me your keys so I can get started unloading your stuff. The sooner we get this shit done, the sooner we can get on with the rest of the night.” For the love of God, I didn’t want to spend all night unloading her shit. It was hot as fuck out here, and I could feel my balls sticking to my legs.