Damian didn’t let go of my hand on the way home, and I felt a slight hope that he would open up to me. I looked at the time, and it was nearing 9 pm. Traffic wouldn’t be bad at this time of night, I thought to myself as I leaned back and closed my eyes.
***
I felt two muscular arms scooping me up, holding me close. The sound of the car’s door closing and a door being unlocked. It felt good to be in his arms. My hands reached to his shirt, holding it tight as I burrowed my face in his chest. His body.. his scent.. This is what I want.. who I want.. Suddenly I felt myself being lowered, and my body hit a bed.
“Good night.. Sweet dream..” I heard a man's deep husky voice, followed by the feel of soft lips grazing mine tenderly.
“Stay..” My hand grabbed his shirt tighter as he was go
