Skylar Noveila is a rebellious teen who always had a salacious attraction for men beyond her age. Maybe it was the daddy issues she didn't quite know. She always saw older men as challenges but when she desires her best friend's father she soon real...
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The word astonished couldn't even begin to describe how I was feeling right now. My emotions were all over the place and more intense then I expected. From the looks of his face clearly the man who stood in front of Dexter and I felt the exact same way.
I was completely still as my high school anatomy teacher stood in front of me in a setting that I never imagined him being in. My mind instantly flashed to when he held a gun to my head about to pull the trigger. It wasn't the last time that I saw him obviously but it would always be the most rememberable.
I didn't want to say it but I would forever be in his debt.
Owing someone anything was something that I hated with an unnecessary passion.
The thought of anyone holding anything over my head was something that I despised entirely but in reality he spared my life, no matter what or how butt hurt my beloved pride felt about it.
Damien took his time observing the two of us in front him and even though he was shocked I could sense anger rise within him.
He places his hand over his forehead as if he was thinking about something.
I heard as he muttered things to himself or perhaps curse words under his breath rapidly but I couldn't single them out directly. It was until he sat in the booth across from me that he finally directed his attention towards Dexter.
"Have you lost your mind?" He asks raising his voice.
It was already so loud in here from the music blasting. So he was practically yelling across the table.
"No, but you obviously have." Dexter's tone was so cold that it sent a shiver down my spine. It was clear that he didn't care too much for the tone in which Damien had talked to him in.
The table gets oddly quiet as Dexter leans back snatching the glass from my hand and placing it to his lips.
I had one mind to snatch it back but I was too busy wondering what would happen next with this soap opera that was unraveling in front of me.
"Me?" Damien questions.
"I'm not the one who brought an underage girl to a fucking night club Dexter."
I watched as he chucked in response to him shaking his head in disbelief. "Once again no, but you did fuck her." Dexter says taking him by surprise for the second time since we've been together.
