Scared Cat

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Anastasia I couldn't fight the urge to turn but one look wouldn't hurt right? I was so wrong. I slowly looked at the masculine male next to me, his aura intimidating and his cologne was intoxicating not to talk about the fact that he was gorgeous too bad he was an asshole. "You can take a picture if need be" His raspy voice pulled me out of my ogling. I rolled my eyes turning around slightly as I looked outside. It was really Cold if I had stayed out there for another half an hour I would have become a snowman or an ice sculpture. It was a 30 minutes drive back home if there were no traffic. I had a decent job at a magazine company enough to pay my house rent and put food on the table for me but not enough to get my own car. I sigh life isn't fair was it? How did I know Damon Santiago? what was our relationship? Damon is my brother's best friend and I always remind him of his terrible choice of friends and we were on neutral grounds even though I can't say for him. "why didn't you call Naomi?" He said "She's on a date" I replied. Naomi was my best friend aka super model and all those stuff and it pays well enough so much that she could afford her own car last year while I'm still here. "Wouldn't want to ruin it for her" I added. I knew she'd come running just to save me she always do. "that's why you called me...to ruin my evening" I bit on my bottom lips the way he takes just seconds to make me annoyed was really amazing. At least he didn't give me the silent treatment today...wow progress. "Then why'd you come running for my aid one would think you were waiting for me to call" I smiled. Take that sucker. The corner of his lips lifted up in a sly smirk "You called me sounding like a scared cat why wouldn't I come" The smile that was on my face vanished...scared cat? I didn't sound like a scared cat! Did I?... Probably not. He pulled in my driveway well not my driveway cause I rented an apartment...I couldn't even drive a car and I was 25...so embarrassing. He parked the car effortlessly... what a show off.I pulled on the handle but before leaving the car which I was going to miss the lovely warmth and amazing cologne I turned looking at him. "Thank you for the Ride Damon" I came down slamming the door a bit too hard..Oops.. I walked towards my apartment which was on the first floor turning back to see the black SUV in it's spot. I hate that he must be watching me and I also felt safe that he actually waited until I was in my home safe. I looked one last time at the expensive car I could never afford before locking my door. I was so exhausted can't wait to get rid of this bra.
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