I broke the kiss and laid my head on his chest groaning loudly. "They'll go away." He assured me pulling my lips back to his. I almost believed him until it rung again. I groaned getting off him and grabbing my shirt that was on the floor and putting it on while walking out the room. "Stay here." I threw over my shoulder as I walked angrily to the door and swung it open.
The person in front of me made my eyes go wide. We stared at each other for a long time until I broke the silence.
"What are you doing here Damion?"
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"What are you doing here Damion?" I asked stepping out of the door and closing it behind me then looking back at him. He would open his mouth to say something then he’d close it, almost looking like a retarted fish.
“Just to say hi?” He smiled, “Not buying it?” He asked seeing the look on my face. “Not at all.” I said a little aggravated. He let out a breathe looking up at the sealing then looking back down at me. “I was stupid for firing you. And I know I don’t have to tell you why I fired you but I want to, before you came back from your lunch break my father came,” he paused leaning against the wall rubbing a hand down his face, “and we go into an argument, he found out we were involved. And he believed it was bad for business-” “So you fired me?” I interrupted. “Let me finish?” He asked raising an eyebrow, without waiting for my answer he continued. “And we went back and forth for a while. I told him that me and you had nothing to do with the magazine. HE basically told me there was some part in the contract that I signed, that stated if he felt the business was in jeopardy of having a downfall, which he felt you would make happen, he could take the company back. And I made the decision that I worked too hard to bring Rolling Stones to its name today to let it go to waste. So I did what I had to.”
I just stared at him. “Was that all you had to say because I was kind of in the middle of something?” He looked shocked at my response. “I came here to tell you that you mean a lot to me, and they say you don’t realize you’ve have something until its gone. And I didn’t think I’d be the dumb ass to experience that. But I did- and I just want you and I want the happiness you brought to my life and the excitement. I want you and Robbie to come to my house and watch movies. I want it all. I’m just sorry.” He finished defeated. When he was done I could feel the tears in my eyes.
I did the first thing that came to my mind, I slapped him. You could see a bruise starting to form from impact but I didn’t care. “I hate you! God, I hate you because I want you and I miss you. I hate you because you made me think I was some whore who you, you just wanted for his sexual desires! And-” he stopped my rant by slamming his lips against mine. I naturally fell in sync with him, I could feel him smile into the kiss. It wasn’t demanding or rough, it was sweet and engaging.
Then reality hit me and I pulled back. “I-um I need some time.” I stuttered out remembering the half naked Connor in my bedroom. “I can understand that, I’ll call you in two days, and you tell me what this,” gesturing between us, “is. Sound good?” I stood up on his tippy toes and hugged him tightly. “Sounds good. I’ll see you soon.” I said quickly smiling then hurrying into my apartment.
When I was safely inside if my apartment I laid my back against my door. As much as I hate to admit it, I would take him back any day.
“Who was at the door?” Questioned Connor making me jump ten feet in the air. I looked at him to see his arms crossed over his bare chest, his boxers low on his hips, and his eyebrow raised. “Um, it was just a delivery?” I tried to lie. “Really? Where’s the package then?” He asked coming closer to me. “Okay so maybe it wasn’t the delivery guy. It was just my neighbor she wanted boyfriend advice.” I said in a monotone. He looked at me questionably before nodding and kissing me passionately.
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