WHEN I'M WITH YOU!

TWELVE

"Hey," he took her hands and Damilola froze, his hands felt so warm and tender. "Look, I know you're trying to push me away, I don't know why but I really want us to meet again, and I want this to continue," he said. "I want to show you that you Dami, are the girl I want," he said, confessing his love to her like a high school student, and his made her heart flutter.

"What?" she moved closer, staring at him. He didn't seem like he was joking.

"Dami-" he called and moved closer.

"I mean..." She was at a loss for words, she could rush and say yes, or lose the opportunity. The was the only man to make her feel so dreamy.

"It's fine if you don't feel like... but Dami, you're so perfect and I want to know you more," he said, and grabbed his glass sipping it, Dami looked around and lowered her flushed face. She hated the confidence of this man.

Dami opened her mouth to speak but he interrupted, "Here" He pulled out an invitation card.

"An invite? to what?" She chuckled and hesitated to take the card. Jason laughed and pulled her hand forward, handing it to her.

"The birthday party I told you about," He says, Damilola looked at him, she had thought he would come over to pick her up, but he handed her an invitation instead.

"I don't know about this" She scoffed, a little annoyed with the way he asked her. She laughed awkwardly. Despite that, Damilola still scanned her wardrobe in her mind, and she had no dress good enough to attend a party like that, A party where Jason would be too.

"Yeah, I should probably pick you up, and everything, but I want to also be surprised by this stunning beauty," he said, he did have a way with words, and this made her head spin.

Jason took her hand, and she looked at him as much as she tried to hide her face from him, he had a way to make her look at him. "What?" She laughed, "What are you doing?" She smiled, lowering her gaze to the floor and biting her lips.

"Dancing," He said contended.

"No, I don't dance" She urged. Jason pulled her to his body, gripping her waist.

"Oh, really? You've forgotten that night? I would never forget" he stated, leaving her speechless while he trailed his hands up her spine, "You're quite a good dancer" he whispered in her ears. l**t shot through her veins in an instant, his breath softened on her neck this tangling feeling sent sparks down her legs.

Was she to reply? she had no words, she could nod... her mind wandered, as she felt his thick muscles in her palm.

"Turn around" Jason pulled away, helping her turn over. Damilola found herself, smiling uncontrollably, this was one of the best nights she's had and she didn't feel the need to leave. It was difficult to believe, she was dancing with one of Singapore's billionaires Jason Lee, she was wrapped in his hands like she wanted to feel in a man's arm.

Damilola gave an awkward laugh, each time he pulled her back and again wrapped his arms around her.

The night didn't seem to end, as they had a lovely time, just between. June's words echoed in her ears as she was wrapped in his arms.

"Your past is your past, Dami! Why don't you live for the present? And I know you love him, so why don't you have the best time with him?"

She was indeed having the best time with him, and she felt his hands around her waist, and they felt so lovely and heavenly, her stomach must have made uncountable summersaults, and her head she couldn't tell how much they were spinning as she laid on his chest.

She had lost track of time, and just enjoyed the night with him, it was peaceful in his arms, and calm, no whisper, no threat just her in her arms.

"It's past midnight" He whispered in her ears. Damilola paused and pulled away from his summery-scented chest.

"What?" She asked, and glanced around.

"Let me take you home," He offered, No! How could she scream this to him, she wanted to spend maybe more hours with him.

"Alright," she swallowed those annoying words and smiled at him. Jason smiled and waltzed his way toward their table, where she had her bag.

She watched him, pay for the drinks they had had and picked up her bag.

"Come on," he said, and took her hand, locking his with hers, they felt so warm. He stared at her, Damilola could hardly keep up with his gaze.

As soon as they got out of the bar, Jason looked at her and with a silly smile, "You don't want to leave?" He said with a chuckle, and a flushed face, he stuck his tongue out.

"What?" She lowered her head, staring at her feet.

"Your body language said it all" He raised his brows at her. Dami laughed, as she was exposed, Meanwhile, Jason caught her wrist and pulled her slightly to his body, "You could have me as yours, only if you said so" he replied, and his hands caressed her back.

"I think you're mistaken" she gulped and whispered.

Jason's eyes danced around her face, smiling at her, his hands reached for her hair as he brushed them backwards, "As I said, I am all yours, if you say so, words Damilola," he beckoned.

This was the first time, she heard him call her full name with so much sexiness in his tone, his voice was enough to make her legs shake.

"Jason?" She called, and softly.

Damilola breathed and her plum lips captured his. Jason's breath increased, and he pulled her closer, trapping her in his arms. His mouth opened and welcomed her warm tongue. Damilola breathed him, she pulled back and stared at him. His hands gripped her waist, while his other hand craned to the back of her neck and his lips captured hers swallowing every breath of hers, Damilola moaned slightly against his lips.