Forever

Chapter 11: Closer to the truth and Getting ready

Olivia's POV

I have been bouncing like a retarded pony around the house with a permanent grin on my face. I finished all the work early today and even made special breakfast for Damien complete with pancakes, bacon, peanut butter sandwiches and fresh orange juice.

I have cleaned every nook and corner of the house twice already and still its only 3 in the afternoon. I just can't help it. I am so happy that I have to show it somehow and this is the only thing I can think of.

Now don't think just because there is something going on between Damien and I that I won't work for him. It's just a job and I will do it no matter what. The only difference is that I started doing it as a duty but now it gives me happiness. Although Damien has been pestering me to sit and relax for 2 days now. It's getting annoying if you ask me.

Now what should I do. I look around the house and found it squeaky clean. Huh looks like I have done everything.

Damien is off to somewhere again. He does that a lot - just randomly runs off to - god knows where, which makes me wonder about his unnatural behavior. Ok let's go over the events:-

1) His eyes glow when he is angry or happy.

2) His canines lengthen.

3) He is disappearing to.... Don't know where.

4) I saw drops of blood on his shirt but he was not injured.

5) Makes weird growling noises sometimes

6) Is exceptionally fast and strong.

Conclusion: NOT HUMAN

Question: Am I scared?

Answer: Nope, never, nuh huh, nay.

Ok, so what do you do when you know your would be boyfriend is not human. The answer is simple you crumble this stupid list, throw it in the dustbin and wait for him to explain.

That's what I did and went to my room to get ready. But hold on... he didn't tell me the time. Oh my god he did not just forget that. How am I suppose to get ready now? What if I am still in my pjs and he comes to get me? What if he is coming now? Oh no, this is a disaster!!!!

I rushed to my room slipping on the steps four times. By the time I reached my door I was huffing and puffing like a choo choo train.

I stepped into my room and immediately my eyes went to the big box sitting on my bed.

Oh my god! Who hell came into my room? What's in the box? Should I open it? What if there is a bomb inside or worse- a mouse!!! Eekkk... I definitely shouldn't open it.

I picked up my sandal from the floor, threw it at the box and immediately covered my ears and closed my eyes. When no sound came I peeked through my eye lashes and released my breath. So no mouse or bomb.

I went towards the box and noticed a note on top of it. I picked it up and read out loud. "Dinner at 8. Get ready love. Damien."

Feeling all giddy and excited I opened the box and my eyes went wide. Holy hell..... There in front of me was a beautiful dress. It was a grey fit and flare dress with a black bow at the waist and flowers all over. All in all it was fabulous.

Well he said 8 now its 3:15 so I have a lot of time to get ready. I went to the bathroom to prepare a bath for myself and filled the bathtub with warm water and scented oils.

I took 1 and half hour to bath, wax and pamper my skin with all kinds of moisturizers. When I came out in my robe I looked like a newer version of myself.

I took the hair dryer and started working on my hairs. After an hour I was satisfied with my hairs. After a lot of trial and error I decided to let them down in loose waves.

I put on light makeup with a nude lipstick and mascara. Well time to put on the dress.

When I was done I was satisfied with me. I looked at the clock and it was 7:45 - only 15 minutes left for my first date.

My stomach is in knots and it's safe to say that I am very nervous.

Ok Olivia there is nothing to be nervous about. It's just a date nothing big.

Yeah a date with a guy who is hotter than the Sahara desert while you are a plain Jane.

You are not helping. I growled at my conscience who always decides to butt in at the wrong time.

Hey!!! I am just stating the facts.

Well don't.

A knock sounded at my door and me and my conscience immediately ceased the argument. I took a deep breath and straightened up.

Time to face the Greek god.