I woke up to the sound of knocking. I hadn't gotten a shower last night and my hair was a mess. I looked through the peep hole to see Damon on the other side adorn in a black tank top and black jeans. Fuck, he can't see me like this! I cracked the door and said, "You can come in, but you can't look at me." He chuckled as he pushed the door open.
I dashed into my bedroom and pulled out clothes like a mad woman, I set them down on my bed as I ran to get a shower. After my shower, I heard banging in the kitchen. I quickly got dressed in a blue tank top with a black and white checkered button down over top with a pair of jean shorts and black chucks. I brushed my hair and opened my door to find Damon smacking my coffee maker.
I chuckled at the sight as I walked over to him and asked, "What are you doing?" he sighed, standing up to face me, scratching his head. "Well, I was going to make you coffee, but it won't turn on." I looked from him to the coffee machine and giggled, "That's because it's not plugged in." I leaned over him to plug it in, when his scent wafted into my nose. He smelled amazing, a mixture of aftershave and cologne.
I bit back a sigh and said, "There you go." He rifled through the fridge to find the Starbucks coffee bag and poured some into the machine along with a cup of water and pressing the button to brew. I hopped up onto the counter, my legs dangling as he leaned against the counter next to the sink. "So, what do you do for a living?" I asked. He shrugged, "All different stuff. I don't like doing the same thing every day, it get boring. I like to live everyday like a new adventure."
The coffee machine beeped as Damon turned around and poured coffee into two travel mugs. "Where are we going?" "To fix your car, do you have work today?" I thought for a moment and said, "No, I took off this week." He nodded his head as I followed him out the door, locking it behind me.
I followed him out to his car and climbed in as he started the car and pulled away from the curb. As we pulled into the parking lot of 'Bitten', I spotted my bug alone in the empty lot. Damon pulled up next to it as we climbed out of the car. He threw open the hood as I leaned against his car. I I took time to appreciate how the muscles in his shoulders bunched and how his arms flexed as he leaned over the still smoking engine.
He tugged at a few things before he said, "We're going to have to take a trip to the store", snapping me out of my thoughts. Does that make me a creep? I'm just appreciating his hot and sexy body, not to mention his bluer than blue eyes or his amazing voice. We drove over to the closest car place and I waited in the car for Damon to get back.
I was more than tempted to snoop, but I wouldn't. I leaned back against the chair and thought back to the night before. At first I thought he was kind of a creep, a hot creep. I chuckled to myself at the thought. Damon had come back by then and heard me laugh and asked, "What's so funny?" I waved my hand, "Just thinking of what I first thought of you when I saw you in 'Bitten'."
He nodded his head and said, "And what did you think?" my cheeks were heated as I mumbled, "A hot creep."
He chuckled, "A hot creep huh?" I nodded my head and said, "What did you think when you first saw me?" he took a turn into the parking lot and said, "A beautiful girl lost in the world." I smiled, giddy. He thought I was beautiful! He climbed out of the car, grabbing the car parts he had bought and started fiddling with the bug.
I sat on the hood of his car, watching him work on the car. He was getting sweaty, and I couldn't help my mind wander into dirty thoughts. It didn't help when he pulled the tail of his tank top up to his forehead to wipe away sweat. I bit my lip when I noticed his sweaty abs and his happy trail. He was like a fucking sex god!
He leaned over the car again and said, "Can you give me a hand?" I stood up and moved over to his side and said, "Yeah, what can I do?" He ignored me as he stood up straight, his hands black with grease and moving towards me. I back up, knowing what he was about to do. I turned to run, but he latched onto my waist and smeared my face with grease.
He dragged it through my hair as I gave him a look that could burn a hole right through him. He chuckled as I moved towards the car, covering my hands in grease and smeared it onto his cheek and on his arms. He flicked more onto my nose and chin. I growled, ready to cover him in grease, when he grabbed a hold on my arms, pulling me closer and I became lost in his eyes.
I leaned in, feeling his fingers intertwining with mine. I felt him lean in, and then his lips on mine. I couldn't even explain the feeling of our lips connecting. Fireworks were just exploding inside of me. He pulled away then, out of breath and mumbled, "Wow." I nodded my head in agreement, "Uh-huh." My head was spinning, my lips numb, and to think it was only a peck on the lips, yet I couldn't wait for that to happen again.