quinoa, and steamed spinach are ready, and I’m dressed in the outfit he requested.
The alarm system alerts me to the gate being opened. So that’s how he knows when I’m here.
Like him, I walk to the front entry and watch him drive forward.
A big grin takes over his face when he sees me dressed in my blue mini.
Throwing the Mustang into park, he jumps out and races to me. His arms are a vise around my waist and hold me tightly while he twirls us in circles. I never thought an outfit could bring a person such joy.
“Are you hungry?” I ask.
He kisses my neck, giving me a gentle bite where my shoulder and neck meet. “Ravenous.”
My conversation centers on food, but he has Griffith Park on his mind.
“Food first. You can satisfy your other hunger later.” I grab him by the tie and pull him into the kitchen.
I prepare our dishes while Damon races upstairs to change. He returns wearing black jeans and a snug-fitting designer T-shirt, and Lord, he looks amazing. On his feet are a beautiful pair of leather loafers, and his D & G cologne fills the air. In his hand is a trench coat.
I take the coat and set it aside before leading him to the breakfast bar where we enjoy our dinner and talk about the day.
“How are things at the club?” he asks. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to sit in the VIP lounge and not think of you on the floor above me. Out of all my clubs, Ahz is my favorite because of you. I love that we’re both invested in its success.”
“I love that, too. I think the VIP lounge will be the death of me though. I’m on a huge learning curve, and I’m just reaching the top of the arc.”
“I met with Trevor yesterday, and he said he let go of the reins and had you take charge. He would never allow you to run a big project if he didn’t think you could handle it.”
“He’s a great boss and a good friend.”
Damon pushes his empty plate away.
“Shall we go? The observatory is best if it’s seen as day turns from dusk to dark. It’s my favorite place to think.”
“Let me wash the dishes, and then we’ll leave.”
He grabs my arm and takes me directly to the Mustang. “I pay Claire a healthy salary to clean this house. She can do the dishes tomorrow morning when she gets here.” He opens the door and helps me inside. “By the way, dinner was great. I haven’t come home to a cooked meal since I left my mom’s house.” He kisses me and rounds the car to climb behind the steering wheel.
“I like to cook.” I turn to him. “We eat out too much, and I’m gaining weight. Outside of making love, I don’t get any exercise. You’re bad for my health.”
“I told you I was bad for you. You were warned.”
With multiple observation platforms at Griffith Park, we see the surrounding area from different vantage points. It’s impossible to locate a more secluded space to see the city or star gaze.
Damon knows exactly where he wants to go and walks me to the highest point. I’ve been turned on since we got into the car. I know it’s crazy, but I like what he likes. I get worked up over the thrill of the unknown and unexpected. This is a new world for me.
He picks a place where no one is near and takes the long coat from his shoulders and pulls it to cover mine, creating a tent that surrounds us.
His lips are on my neck and his breath near my ear. Desperate hands slide around my waist and raise to cup my breasts.
“Lean against me, Angel. Relax and enjoy.” I love those words. ‘Relax and enjoy’ means ‘Hang on for dear life because I’ll go somewhere you’ve never been.’
I melt into his chest and let him control my body. His cologne is intoxicating to smell. Watching the setting sun paint the sky in reds and oranges pleases my eyes. His touch ignites a fire inside me. His voice whispers the things every girl wants to hear. Things like, “You’re beautiful. You make me happy, and I’ve always wanted to do this.” The only sense not activated is taste. Eventually, he’ll kiss me, and I’ll taste the sweetness of his lips against mine.
Damon gets bolder. His hands travel to my skirt and pull it to