The three of us spent the next two months blissfully happy. I was relieved that nothing had changed between the three of us. And I tried hard not to think about what happened between Damian and me. But that was until Rai needed to go back to the US.“Can you not go back, Rai?” I asked him the night before his departure.“I can’t, Princess. I need to take care of some businesses there.” He pulled me close to him.“But I’ll miss you.” I sighed in his embrace.“I know, Princess. I’ll miss you too.” He caressed my cheek.“Damian’s still going to be here, though; you can hang out with him. And with Leah too.” He suggested.“It won’t be the same, Rai, and you know it,” I said softly.“I know, Princess. I’ll come back to you as soon
One night I had the idea of sending Rai a voice note of me singing. I decided to sing the song ‘Right Here Waiting’ by Richard Marx. First, I needed to ask Damian if he could play the piano. I went down and found him in front of the tv, as usual. I wondered why he didn’t watch the tv in his room, but I had a more important thing to think about, so I brushed that thought away. “Damian, can you also play the piano?” I asked him, my body settling beside him as he circled his arm around me. “Why, Baby girl?” He asked as he caressed my hair. “I want to sing for Rai, and I need you to play the piano.. if you can.” I blushed because I knew I couldn’t sing, and he might laugh at me. “Hmm.. Okay. Which song?” He asked me. Thankfully, he didn’t laugh. “It’s this one.” I let him hear the song. “I know that song. Come.” He pulled me to the grand piano. As he sat down, he extended his hand, but I preferred to stand when I sang
Another night while I was playing with Leah in my room, I suddenly broke a nail. I had very long fingernails, and as I was reaching for Leah, I bent my pinky, and my nail broke. It was so painful that I cried. I checked it out and saw that it was broken halfway, and the break was deep. I knew I had to pull the rest of my nail to detach it from my finger. With my other shaking fingers, I pulled the rest of the nail off my pinky. I could see that some skin was pulled off too. It hurt even more, and I cried more. It was pretty bloodied. I quickly picked Leah with my other hand and went downstairs to Damian. Damian was in the dining room. He was sitting with paperwork in front of him. He looked up when he realized I was approaching. Taking one look at my crying face, he came to me. “Kat, Baby girl. What happened? Why are you crying?” He asked me quickly as he came to me. I just showed him my pinky. Blood was dripping from
But then came the day when I did something unthinkable. It was Damian’s birthday. I asked if he was planning to have a party. He said no, he’d rather spend time with me. I bought him a small birthday cake, and we celebrated his birthday at his place, joking around, being romantic, and drinking.Once, I asked him why he called me ‘Baby girl’.“Because you are cute and small, just like a baby girl.” He said, his eyes twinkling.“You know that I’m way older than you, right?” I grumbled, but in my heart, I loved his term of endearment for me. It was cute. He made me feel younger.“You don’t look like you are that much older than me, and you are really, really tiny, you know that, right?” He asked me back, smiling boyishly.“Only because you are a giant.” I rolled my eyes at him. It was true. I had never seen someone as tall and as big as him. I could say that he was near twice my size.He laughed at my reply.
My question was followed by a lengthy silence. “Damian, do you love me?” I repeated my question, thinking that he didn’t hear it. “Of course, I love you, Baby girl.” I could hear him reply this time as his lips landed at the top of my head. “Hmm.. I love you too, Damian. Just as much as I love Rai.. maybe even more,” I said while closing my eyes. His hand stopped stroking my hair. “Kat, Baby girl. Do you know what you are saying? How drunk are you right now?” He asked me. “A bit. But even if I am a lot drunk, my friends told me that people usually tell the truth when they are drunk. So yeah, I love you, Damian. I do.” I smiled slowly and rearranged myself, so I was straddling his lap, my body facing him. I started to nibble his ears, his jaw, caressing every part of his body when he suddenly stopped me. “Baby girl, you are drunk. You will regret this in the morning.” He grabbed my hands to stop me from touching him. “No, Damian. Please love me. Tonight.. Just tonight..” I grou
The following day, I had a hangover. I couldn't remember much of what had transpired the night before. I couldn’t even remember how or what time I got into bed. I deduced that Damian must be the one carrying me to bed since there was no one else with us last night.I remembered talking about Damian’s ex and dreaming of making love to Rai. At least there was that, something good from last night, I thought as I walked down the stairs toward the kitchen.“Gosh, what did I drink last night?” I mumbled as I saw Damian sitting on the sofa.“Vodka,” Damian said, eyeing me with a question in his eyes.“No wonder.” I groaned. Only Vodka could make me drunk. I wasn't a lightweight when it came to drinking. I could drink a few shots of liquor in one go and not get drunk. I had never been drunk all my life, except if I drank Vodka. Vodka had that effect on me.
Around three weeks after our lovemaking, I went to Damian’s place to take my belongings home. I had done this several times as I had a lot of stuff here, but I made sure not to see him at all the times I’d been here. He had texted me a few times asking me to come back, but I didn’t reply. As much as I wanted to feel his arms around my body, I fought back the urge. I didn't know how to face him after what had happened. I opened the front door and stopped on my track. The sight in front of me was unusual. Damian had a few of his friends over, a small gathering of men and women, maybe around fifteen or twenty of them. I saw Damian standing in front of the tv with a woman wrapping her arms around his waist. He whispered something in the woman’s ear, and the woman laughed. The woman then kissed him on his lips. I could feel my body shaking at the sight. I was hurt by the sight as if I had just caught my boyfriend cheating on me. First Rai, and now Damian. It was devastating. I was disapp
The next morning, I woke up in Damian’s bed and my first thought was 'This is what I want, Damian beside me. Do I really love him?' Yes, there was not a doubt that my feeling for him was a romantic one. I loved him, and I couldn't deny it anymore. I gazed at him - his face was so perfect, his hair messy, yet he looked sexy. I brushed his hair back, and he woke up at my touch.“Morning, Baby girl,” he said with a slow, sexy smile, pulling me closer to him, sighing in contentment.We spent a few minutes just like that, in a world of our own, where nothing else mattered.Out of a sudden, Damian sat up, nearly knocking me off the bed.“Damian?” I asked him, confused at his sudden action.“Kat, Baby girl, why didn’t you tell me about what happened with your ex-boyfriend and his friends?” He inquired.“It happen