On our third date (which consisted of Damian, Rai, and me), they asked me to help them shop for formal clothes. Apparently, they needed to go to a party, an upper-class party, in a few months. So, they’d still be here for a few months, I thought happily. I loved spending time with them.We went to the Dior boutique, and they seemed at ease in the store. They knew what looked good on them; they even knew their clothing sizes in Dior’s sizing.As I waited for them to change, I looked around the store, admiring all the beautiful bags that were on display.“Kat, come here. Tell us how we look.” Suddenly I could hear Damian’s voice calling me.I made my way to the huge mirror and froze. They were both wearing suits and white shirts with the top four buttons unfastened. Their suits were unbuttoned too! Damian’s suit was deep dark navy blue, while Rai’s suit was all black.Damian had both hands in the pocket of his trouser while Rai was adjusting his cuff. I had never in my entire life looked
Before I could comprehend what their secret look meant, I realized they thought that I wanted the bag. Damian was already asking the SA to wrap it, and Rai was ready to pay for it.“Damian, Rai, no. Oh my God. I was just joking. Please don’t buy it for me. Thank you, but you really mustn’t.” I told them hurriedly.“Are you sure, Kat?” Damian asked me again, making sure of what I’d said.“Yes, Damian. As I’ve said, I’ll buy it myself if I want it. Thank you, though. And you guys shouldn’t be that easy on spending money for girls you have just met. There are many gold diggers, you know.” I looked at Damian, then Rai, somehow advising them on the basic information they should have known. They seemed like easy targets for gold diggers, and I pitied them.I noticed Rai was staring at me with a stunned expression. I went to him and asked, “Something in your mind, Rai?” to him. Something about me? I continued in my thought.“Ah.. no. I’m sorry, it’s just that you are the first.” He smiled his
Around two weeks after our first date, something changed. We had just finished having lunch, and Damian was paying the bill, when suddenly Rai talked to me or at least tried to talk to me at first, awkwardly. He wasn’t the calm, collected Rai that I’d known for the last two weeks. He was even more awkward than when he had asked me to choose his belt at the Hermes store.“Ummm.. Kat?” He asked.“Yes, Rai?” I looked at him.“Umm..” He looked so awkward that I thought something was wrong with him.“Are you okay, Rai? Do you need something? Do you want me to call the waiter?” I asked, worrying about him.“No, it’s not that. I just.. Can I have your phone number?” He gave me his phone, and I could see that he was blushing.He looked so adorable, being awkward and blushing just to ask for my number that I couldn’t stop the enormous grin that appeared on my face.“Of course, Rai. But now that you have my number, I expect you to call me daily.” I told him as I put my number on his phone, teasi
One day, Damian asked me to hang out at his place. I went to his house, and the first thing I noticed was how huge his house was. I knew that he lived in an elite part of the city, but I didn’t realize it would be this massive. There was a swimming pool, a jacuzzi, a grand piano and all. I wasn’t the type to be easily impressed by wealth, but his house was quite impressive. A maid ushered me to the living room but told me that Damian wasn’t there. So, I sat down in the living room and chatted him up. Damian apologized for not being here, his business affair took longer than he anticipated, but he told me that he would come back as soon as possible. He asked me to wait if I wanted to. I sat there, contemplating whether to stay or go home when I heard quick footsteps approaching me, and Rai appeared. From what I could see, he had just finished showering. His hair was wet, and his shirt was unbuttoned. Oh, and he wore glasses, adding to his sexiness. I was a sucker for guys wearing glas
I still remember our first kiss and the first time we made love. It was around two months after we met. As usual, Damian wasn’t home, so I spent my time in Rai’s room, watching tv. Rai loved to hold me. He told me we were like two pieces of puzzles that fitted perfectly together, and he loved to caress my face. He also loved to tuck my hair behind my ear - that was his signature move. I loved being spoiled with affection by Rai. That was when he asked me, “Princess, can I kiss you?” I was stunned by his question. No one had ever asked my permission to kiss me. He was the first. I somehow managed to look into his eyes and whispered, “Yes”. Gone was the Rai that was gentle. He pulled my head back suddenly and kissed me deeply like there was no tomorrow. It was raw, passionate. I couldn’t breathe due to his kiss. He groaned and said, “Gosh, I’ve been wanting to kiss you for as long as I can remember, Princess.” His lips left mine just to utter those words before possessing mine again
“Rai?” Damian’s voice asked from behind the door. I held my breath, not knowing what to do. Should I answer? Should I open the door? Should I keep quiet? Did he know? Did he hear us? Would Rai want Damian to know about us? “Rai?” Damian’s voice sounded again, accompanied by another knock on the door. I decided to stay quiet, hoping that he would go away. It would be embarrassing to be caught by Damian. I sighed with relief as I heard his footsteps receding away from the door. “Oh, no,” I mumbled as I exhaled. I wanted to stay with Rai, but I was parched from all the moaning, and there were no water bottles in the room. What should I do? I groaned at the thought of having to face Damian after having sex with Rai. I quickly kissed Rai, and tried to find my dress, and groaned again as I remembered that Rai had ripped it off. I searched for something to wear and ended up wearing one of Rai’s shirts. I didn’t bother searching for a bottom since the shirt was long enough to cover my na
Since then, I spent every night at Damian's place, sleeping in Rai's room. Our relationship became deeper. It wasn't always about making love. Oh, trust me, our lovemaking was always intense. True, we did it every night, morning, and sometimes afternoon too, but it was beyond that. We spent many nights talking about deep stuff; it bonded us in ways beyond any relationships I'd ever had. We really gave our souls to each other. *** One night, after one of our many lovemaking, Rai asked me to go downstairs with him. He led me to the grand piano and sat me down beside him. "Rai, you can play the piano?" I asked, though not surprised at the thought. "He was the best in his class." I could hear Damian's voice from behind us. I turned around and realized that Damian was sitting on the sofa, watching tv, his back toward us. "That good, huh?" I teased Rai. He smiled softly and started playing a song that I recognized. It was 'I Do' by 98 Degrees. He was pretty good; I thought to myself un
But nothing would always be lovey-dovey, wouldn't it? I remember that it was around ten days before the party. I wanted to surprise Rai by giving him a present. As a girl, I needed advice from a guy on what to give Rai. So, I decided to entrust the task to my cousin, Frank, since Damian was unavailable. Frank was younger than me, just like Rai and Damian. He had that boyish charm, drawing everyone to his friendliness. Some would say that he was handsome but never compared his handsomeness to Rai or Damian. They were all attractive, just different types of handsomeness. I was very close to Frank; he was like a younger brother to me. Although, since he was way taller than me, and seeing how close we were, some people who didn’t know we were cousins might think that he was my boyfriend. Frank liked to put his arm around me whenever we walked together, and he always made me laugh, just like Damian. So on that day, we were w