Faking it with Damian Black by Louise Jane

Faking it with Damian Black by Louise Jane Chapter 25

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Chapter 25

-MILLIE-

The following day, I was packing my things when my phone rang. It’s a video call

from Cander

“Good morning “her smile morphed to worry the instant she saw the state I was

in “What happened?

Regret and thoughts of Damian keptawake all night. My decision to bid him

goodnight instead of climbing him like a tree – which I still wanted to do

haunted me, like the monster under my hed when I was five years old.

“I feel like shit.” I groaned, abandoned my luggage, and headed to the open

balcony. My breakfast-coffee, bacon, toasted bread, and eggs – had already gone

cold on the frosted glass table outside.

“Well, you look like shit. Leave it to my best friend to slapwith the n*ked

truth.

The video went shaky as she milled about her home. Her furninire arrived last

Friday, and she was busy playing interior design-playing the part of a perfect

housewife. Both of our hair was pulled up in a messy bun, a loose shirt hanging

from our shoulders; the only difference was that Candice looked good in it.

While I am a total mess

1 plonked on the couch by the balcony: the Seattle morning air brushed my skin.

I tucked one leg under my bum, gazing over the dense skyscrapers in the city.

Mount Rainier in its background.

She settled on the outdoor chair where we had a nice chat last week, sipping

her own cup of coffee. “So, how was the ‘gala? You looked stunning last night, by

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the way”

“Thanks” I grabbed a toasted bread and chomped down on it, then started

narrating the pleasant parts of the evening. She was ecstatic about Georgina’s

offer, excited enough to book a meeting with our on-call staff and start planning

the proposal Candice was still oblivious to Sonja’s presence in Damian’s life. All

she knew was that his step-brother was in this deal to help

I badly wanted to tell someone about my encounter with Sonja, but I couldn’t. I

need to respect Damian’s privacy. But it’s killing me. It would be nice to have

Candice backingup-

“That’s it?” she blinked at me, squinting her eyes from the sun rays striking her

caramel skin.

I don’t wanna talk about Damian or what didn’t happen between us because, if

I’m being honest, I want what he wants. I cto Seattle giddy as fuck in seeing

him again. But meeting Sonja ignited uncertainty in me. Was Damian’s affection

when he was aroundeven real? His ex was stunning. If she wasn’t married, I

don’t think Damian would ever throw a second glance my way.

“No climax” she wiggled her brows teasingly,

I snorted “Nope. We k*ssed for a show, like what we did last week. It was very

anticlimactic

“Oh She didn’t bother hiding her disappointment. I thought you two might have

done the deed by now, you know From how he looked at you last week, even

your pictures online from last night oozed with S**ual tension.”

“Tappreciate your trust in my ability to ensure your step-brother, but he’s

beyond my league

She narrowed her eyes at me. “It’s the other way around, Millicent You’re too

good for him and if he can’t make a move on

you, it’s is los”

Damian made a move last right, he confessed he wanted more the problem.

After seeing him with Sonja. I wasn’t sure if I could keep my feelings at bay

Days swelled into weeks, moving Effortless Events to Roslin City and work kept

wedding, I resumed my social media gigs. The gossip about Natalie’s accusation

has toned down, so I accepted two endorsement deals. One was for a newly

opened rooftop cafe and a burger chain.

09:25 Sat, Feb 10

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It was Friday afternoon, and I had just finished recording the video for my

rooftop cafe, ‘Sinag content. While enjoying my free latte, I started editing my

content when Damian’s face fiashed on my screen.

It had been two weeks since the fundraiser. Two weeks of ignoring this urge to

ask him how he was He’s been rasilent, and now that he made the first move

to communicate, my heart wanted to leap out of my chest.

I accepted the video call, and my mouth went dry at the delicious sight of

Damian. I can’t believe how much I missed him. His gray curls were a beautiful

mess, framing his razor-sharp jaws as though he’d been raking them again and

again. It didn’t matter that we were not facing one another, his intense gaze had

the seffect on the butterfiies in my belly. They’ve gone on havoc, their

wings piercing my insides with excitement.

“Hey,” I smiled, tucking a loose curl from my ponytail away from my face.

“Hi Where are you?”

“Tim working” I said. “Making content for my vlog” I was about to ask him the

squestion, eyes narrowing at the familiar dark abstract painting behind

him, illuminated by the dimmed light of my apartment hallway, “You’re in

Manhattan?” I had to be sure.

“Yeah. I meant to surprise you.

“Oh

Damian leaned against the door of his Jeep in front of my apartment building.

That vehicle, where it was parked, remindedof when he k*ssedhere. He

pushed off from his car, fiashingthat signature panty-melting smirk as I

walked in his direction.

“What are you doing here?” I asked once I was within earshot, breathless. I’m

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not sure if it’s from the sight of him or the walk from the cab to where he stood.

He didn’t speak. We gazed at each other and something crossed his face. He

towered over me, and his intense expression penetrated me. I gasped as our

fronts collided; he tuggedto his b*dy by my waist.

“Damian-” I heaved, questioning him was on the tip of my tongue, but his mouth

silenced me, making my world spin.

Goodness. I miss him.

My eyes fiuttered shut, wild tremors vibrated through my b*dy as I savored the

softness and eagerness of his was no chaste k*ss; it was passionate, short-

circuiting my brain. It’s filled with lust and hot temptation, a y the night where

we left things off. He yankedharder; the pedestrians walking around us and

the bu passing on the street faded into the background. Nothing mattered apart

from Damian’s demanding ki

When he lifted his mouth off mine, he keptclose to his b*dy. I was dizzy. I

needed tto gather my

“f**k, I missed you,” Damian growled, dipping his mouth for another toe-curling

k*ss.

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