Where I Belong

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

   They just stared at each other, hearts thumping and the heat between them sizzling. Santana was surprised. His lips were so tantalizing and soft she wanted to continue but the door bell…

“I should get that,” she averted her gaze, blushing.

   “Wait,” he grabbed her arm. Turning to him, he cupped her cheek with his hand. “You are very important to me and I will protect you with my life, always,” he leaned forwards and kissed her lips. The passion flamed between them.

“The door,” she broke the kiss and pointed behind her. He sighed.

“I wish I never called,” muttering under his breath while he stood.

“Called who?”

“Never mind, let’s go,” he pulled her hand. “Should I carry you like a princess?” he joked.

“Haha, no thanks.”

   “Wait, one more,” grabbing her he kissed her again. “Stop it,” she laughed. “I’m serious; I need to get the door.” Holding his hand, she smiled and pulled him along. As they got to the door, he let go. She didn’t think anything of it, and opened the door.

“Umm, hello,” she stared.

“Hello love, I’m Nova.”

“Oh. And you are here for?”

“You,” he looked at her, eyes shinning. “And Damon,” he stared over her head.

“Me? I’ve never met you before?”

Damon put his hand on her shoulder. “You have.” Turning to Nova, he asked “Are they outside waiting? Tell them to come in.”

Nova looked over at Chloe and Troy. Nodding in his direction he told them to come in.

*Are you sure?* Chloe messaged him through her mind.

*Yes, now come.*

   Chloe slowly slid down out the truck. Her knees felt weak. Troy held her hand while walking towards the house. “It’s going to be okay, Luna. It’s probably her.”

“Probably?” she snorted.

As they walked up the steps, Nova walked in and they followed.

   Damon stood in front of the girl, in a protective stance. Chloe raised her brow at this motion. “Damon?”

He swallowed hard, sending Santana a mind message. *They won’t hurt you, okay. These people you can trust.*

*Who are they?*

   Santana stared at Nova, who stood to her right. He was a hunk, that’s for sure. And she thought if she ever met him before, she would have followed him forever. She was 100% sure she never did. He had black spiky hair, and dark brown eyes. She felt a certain connection to him, which seemed so familiar. Like she had known him forever, a bond she felt with Sage. Every time she looked at him, the attraction grew. She liked Damon, and felt like she could fall for him. But this man, he seemed the type you’d drool over and do anything for. An aura flowed about him, dominant. The area between her legs felt heated, and she almost started panting. Damon interrupted her thoughts. “Santana, I’d like you to meet Chloe and Troy, your parents.”

What?

She felt like the wind was knocked out of her. She was in shock, the feeling consuming her. “Are you alright?” Nova ran towards her, pushing Damon away.

“Yes,” she barely got out.

Nova felt the shock as well. Her feelings ate at him. He grabbed her suddenly, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Its okay love,” kissing her forehead sweetly.