The Night That Changed Everything

Chapter Six

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Kayla: 12 weeks pregnant

A strong, spicy but sweet smell floats around the room, awakening my senses. I gradually crack open my eyes, gazing around at the unfamiliar environment. It takes a few seconds for me to remember that I’m in Damion’s bedroom. I glance up at the large clock hanging against the wall; I’ve been sleeping for about a couple of hours now, it’s time for me to get up. I drag the bed sheets of me and step out of the warm relaxing bed, following the delicious, lip-smacking scent.

The scrumptious smell leads me into the kitchen, where standing in the centre is a cursing Damion holding his finger. “Stupid fucking oven,” he mumbles.

“What happened to you?” I ask as I lean against the counter, crossing my arms.

“I burnt my darn finger on this stupid oven,” he says as he frustratingly kicks the oven. I walk towards him and place his index finger in my hand and inspect it. I hold his finger up close to my face and examine it. It’s red and swollen and it seems rather painful. “Have you got some ice or a bag of fries or something?” I ask.

He nods and makes his way to the freezer. He opens the freezer with his free hand, and then pulls out a bag of mixed vegetables, “Will this do?” he asks.

“Yeah, it’s perfect. Just wrap it around your finger for a while, it will take the swelling down and ease the pain.” He places his finger onto the bag then wraps it around his sore finger, wincing slightly.

“So what are you cooking?” I ask, glaring down into the oven.

His face flushes to a bright red and he bites his lip, “Well, um I thought you might be hungry when you wake up, so I’m cooking some sweet and sour ribs. They should be ready soon.”

I beam at him then reply, “Yummy, I can’t wait. Do you like cooking?”

He leans back against the counter and shrugs, “Well, I guess so.”

I nod and then we both stand there listening to the oven softly humming. Damion then takes his finger out of the frozen vegetables and scans it. He wiggles his finger before placing the vegetables back into the freezer. He turns around and stretches up, his top riding up, showing the lower half of his toned chest as he retrievs two wine glasses from the cupboard. He grabs a bottle of wine from the fridge then carries them into the dining room.

Roughly ten minutes later I am seated around Damion’s glass table, a huge plate filled with a rack of ribs and oven fries lying in front of me. My mouth hangs open, desperately wanting to take a bite out of the mouth watering feast. I decide to wait for Damion to return from the kitchen, before devouring my meal. Damion walks from out of the kitchen with his dinner plate and takes a seat opposite me. “Mmm this smells really good, and it looks really good too,” I smile.

He chuckles then says, “Well let’s eat then.”

I rapidly pick up my knife and fork and pick up two large fries and stuff them into my mouth, “Mmm,” I mumble as I close my eyes.

Damion laughs then says, “Well you’re definitely hungry.” I nod whilst taking an enormous bite out of the ribs. The sweet sauce sends millions of senses running through my taste buds, leading me to let out a soft sexual moan.