Mr. Wrong

Doms day

"Yes, but I prefer writing."

"Could you write lyrics for me as well?", Dom asked Kayla, while he played his song.

"Sure, just send me the track, and I'll get back to you as soon as I write them."

"Give me your number." Dom demanded. Kayla didn't know why she responded to his command, she never gave her number to guy she didn't know well, but his piercing gaze and the tone of his voice made her surrender to his charm.

She felt like he had put spell on her. "What the hell is happening to me?" she thought to herself. 

 She had never given her number to random guys. They spent the evening talking to each other, and they forgot about the people in the studio. She looked at the clock and it was nearly 2 AM, so she bid her farewell, and Dom told her " I'll text you." Kayla felt those those all to well known butterflies in her stomach, and thought to herself " Here I go again.".

When she came back home, all that she could think about were those beautiful chocolate eyes, his deep soothing voice, and his full lips. God if she could only taste those lip. And his arms... She imagined what it would be like to be embraced in his big, strong arms. 

"What the hell am I thinking about?! I am taking a break from men! Time to focus on myself!" She said to herself out loud, and fell asleep, dreaming abou HIM.