9 Chapter Nine; A kiss and then...
Dennis didn't ike to be questioned and especially not by a person who was half his
size. He couldn't imagine anyone else who could seat across there reluctant about
doing as he instructed. Why did she not fear him like the rest of his workers? Her
tender eyes could look into his, questioning his instructions without flinching?
Bold of her to ask that question, she had so many things at stake if she didn't do as
told and he could stake it all.
"You don't wanna find out" He said before proceeding to fold his hands together,
relaxing further on the chair.
He watched her take her first bite of the waffles, she ate slowly as her face glowed
over the dim light. She took a bite from the chicken which left her lips oily with a little
piece of chicken beside her lips.
He was a little tempted to take it off, but she looked a little funny with it and he
preferred to be amused.
She was beautiful, her little tiny lips were alluring with that much oil on them. She
didn't look twenty three, she looked younger and he at least hoped she was honest
about her age.
I don't like to eat oysters, she said. She sounded a little genuine, but he wasn't ready
to let her go yet, besides he enjoyed the view before him.
That's the favorite part, get to it, he commanded.
She took one oyster and from the way she held it, he realized she wasn't very familiar
with it.
She did her best, sucked on it, but then started to chock on it.
She was coughing, and almost turning red.
He took a bottle of water, moved over to her side, picked up an empty glass cup on
the table, and poured some in there before handing her the glass. She took a little
water and she now seemed a lot better.
He reached for the glass, took it from her, then dropped it on the table.
"Next time, you take it off with your fork first, that's the only right way to do it
You are done here for now, he said as he watched her get up from her chair, but that
chicken piece was still sticking to her cheek.
"Wait, he said as he moved to her, his hands gently gripping her tiny waist.
She paused as her eyes looked up at him in what seemed like a little shock.
Their gaze locked on each other as Dennis reached her face while his other hands
were softly on her waist. He cupped her cheeks with his full palm and then he used
his thumb to remove the food particles.
Their gaze was fixed on each other's, and their eyes stared into each other's souls.
Joleen just wanted to be out of there, she was done playing his games, or so she
thought. His hands on her face had her uncertain about this game she spoke of. His
gaze was cold but set up a flame within her. His touch was warm but sent chills
through her body. His gaze on her had her self-discipline tossed somewhere away
from her because she suddenly had a new orientation that had nothing to do with
fighting this sweet burning flames Mr, Devil had ignited in her.
You have something on your cheek, she heard his husky deep voice say before he
proceeded to rub his thumbs against her cheek while the rest of his palm cupped her
cheek. She noticed his face now closer to hers, too close if you asked her. His gaze
was still on her, but it had moved to her lips. His eyes darkened, for some reason he
clenched his teeth, causing his cheek bone to become even more visible, and his aura
more dangerous, but unsafe was far from what Joleen was feeling. Her lips which had
suddenly dried up had parted and she subconsciously swallowed.
His expression had softened as his gaze found her eyes again, he leaned in towards
her and joined his lips with hers.
She froze, disappeared, and vanished for a split second before finding herself again.
The unruly Mr. Devil was kissing her? And then again her old self vanished in his
kisses as soon as she shut her eyes. She had surprisingly begun to kiss back. His kisses
were nothing like him if not the exact opposite. They were slow, soft, and tender.
Their lips entwined in what seemed like a mutual agreement, he tasted like
butterscotch honey, and even better! He pinned her closer to himself with her body
eagerly clinching to his. His other hand which was on her cheek was now somehow
caressing her neck and a bit of her hair.
She subconsciously raised her hands to his chest, resting her slender fingers there
and slightly moving her fingers on the hard core of his chest.
Their kiss slowly ended, as Joleen still leaned in with her gaze falling on his chest to
catch her breath.
Her powers had suddenly come up again, and yes, they were only activated when
Dennis was at least a feet away from her because their body was now apart as she
stretch and gave him a resounding slap to his cheek.
Bam
She maybe didn't think that one through because she saw his eyes darkened, his
expression darken, his cheek bones even more visible as he clenched his teeth.
She saw his nose twitch like he was holding something in, holding a beast within the
cores of his muscled body. He turns, resting his two hands on the table.
"Leave!" She heard his husky voice command in a rattled tone.
He probably didn't hear any movement from her because at that moment, her legs
were too heavy for her.
"Now!" He yelled.