Speed of sound: Chapter 13

I walked into the coffee shop and stopped dead at the doorway. I immediately pulled out my mobile from my pocket and pretended to write something and begun walking again. I sneaked a peak forward and saw Damien still standing where I first saw him; His back to me and his hands all over a short brunette.

My heart almost escaped my chest. I bit my inner lip to keep my facial expression controlled. What was he doing?

But why do I care? I was the one who turned him down so many times. I was the one who went back into a relationship.

I walked pass them and went up the stairs; breathing freely as he hadn’t noticed me. Unfortunately, I forgot that I planned to meet Max and Cleo there. Before I could react to the realization, I heard their voices. Damien’s too. I groaned silently and kept myself occupied with my mobile.

I had to turn and look at them when they came into view though; forcing a smile. I’ve avoided Damien’s gaze but smiled at the girl who was standing right next to him. I haven’t memorized her name but she was actually nice. Of course she was; this was Damien am talking about.

I could feel Damien’s eyes on me every now and then but I suppressed the urge to return the gaze. Luckily, Alex called me after a very long hour and I had to leave the coffee shop.

It took me ten minutes to start the engine and head at the mansion. I was too hurt. I hurried to Alex just to make the feeling go away. It’s about a month after Alex and I got back together and I just begun relaxing. I was feeling too afraid he’ll disappear on me again; I actually woke up hyperventilating one night and had to call him, wake him up just to be sure he was still home. I felt embarrassed with my behavior but I didn’t bring this on myself.

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I removed my big hat and oversized glasses and followed Cleo into the water. It was so hot, that the minute we arrived at the beach we arranged our stuff and run at the sea. Damien and his girlfriend, that I can’t recall her name, were behind us in Damien’s car so they had to be here soon.

After playing volleyball in the water, we all stopped to relax. I was holding the beach ball under my chin; my body towards Max and Cleo who had their back to their brother and his girlfriend. Me on the other hand, had full view of her glued to him like a leech; her back to me unfortunately, and I could see Damien’s face very clearly.

I caught him staring at me at one point and I stared back, almost glaring. Our eyes were locked until Max stepped in front of me and took the ball from underneath my chin. I turned my attention elsewhere and tried to forget Damien was there.

We left the beach about four hours later and I had Max dropping me off at the mansion because I promised Alex I would go and see him.

Morris informed me that I would find Alex in his room and I walked slowly at the second floor to meet him. I entered the room but didn’t find him in, so I called out his name. His voice reached my ears from the big bathroom.

He informed me he was taking a shower so I left my bag on the floor and walked in. I had a full view of his well build body; my eyes running down from his blond hair to his wide shoulders and his tattoo on his spine.

“Hello” I smiled and removed my clothes, staying just in my bikini.

“You’re wearing too much” he smirked; turning around to face me. I smirked and removed the top of my bikini. He tilted his head to the side as I bend forward and removed the bottom half.

“Hello” he said as I joined him in the big shower. I put my hand on his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss; my tongue running on his lips and tongue.

“You’re salty” he grinned and I giggled.

I put shampoo on my hair as he took the lotion soap and filled his palm with the liquid. He began washing my body; his touch so slow that it turned me on as I washed my hair.

Once all the foams were washed away by the warm water, I took a big towel, dried off my body and wrapped it around my torso.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

“I don’t have clothes here” I frowned ignoring his question.

“Good” he smirked and reached out and took the towel from my body “because for what I have in mind, you don’t need any clothing”

“Oh really?” I smirked as he helped me sit on the bathroom counter.

“Really” he replied as he stood between my bare legs and licked my neck.

I bit my lip as his hand found it’s way onto my clitoris and began making little circles. I pushed him back, looking at his questioning eyes and smirked. As I hopped down from the counter, he smirked and took a step back. I put my hand on his length and started kissing it slowly before running my tongue on his length. I cupped his head with my mouth and run my tongue on the skin before putting completely into my mouth, causing him to shudder.

I increased my rhythm but stopped abruptly as I felt him stiffen beneath me. I hopped back up on the counter as he took a minute to restrain himself and then pushed my legs further apart. I leaned back on the big counter and tilted my head back as I felt his tongue touching the sensitive flesh between my legs. He sucked the skin for a few minutes and run his tongue into circles before I shivered and moaned loudly.

He made his way up to my lips, kissing my body on his way, and crushed his mouth to mine; brushing my tongue and biting my lips. I felt him move and opened my eyes as he was putting on a condom; I looked at him and he locked his eyes to mine before entering me slowly. I bit my lip as his thrusts became harder and faster.

It didn’t take us long enough to climax and I hugged him tightly; my lips touching his neck.

“Don’t leave me again” I mumbled, almost pleading. I had no idea where did that came from but I really meant it. It hurt me to think that he might leave again.

“I won’t baby. I won’t” he reassured me, kissing my neck.

I pulled back as he removed himself from between my legs and hopped down from the counter. I wrapped the towel around my body and walked into the room. I put on a clean bikini I had in my bag and put on my clothes again.

“Let’s go and have dinner” he told me as he wore his jeans and t-shirt.

I felt weird; like I shouldn’t have said what I told him. I felt I was going to lose him again. I bit my lip, blinked to remove the painful thought and walked towards him, kissing him softly.

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I put on my little black dress, my black heels and my fedora hat and waited by the door for Max to pick me up. We’re supposed to go out with Damien’s friends at a very classy club. I was passed my weird attitude towards Damien and suppressed everything once again since for the last two months we both had relationships.

I was spending too much time with Alex lately, so I wanted to go out just with my friends and give them my full attention.

As the night went by, I was forced to watch Damien being hugged and kissed by his girlfriend, who was leeched on him. I really missed Alex.

I was dancing with Max and drinking when it suddenly hit me; what if the way I felt for Alex was only because I couldn’t let my feelings towards Damien be free? What if what I felt for Alex were only the feelings I actually had for Damien? I stopped dancing.

“You okay?” Max asked me. I nodded and grabbed Cleo’s hand from next to me and dragged her to the bathroom.

As I washed my hands and put on some lipstick, Cleo was doing the same but eyeing me, waiting for an explanation for the sudden kidnapping.

“Am okay” I reassured her. And I wasn’t lying. I pushed the thought at the back of my head and intended to leave it there.

“He’s hot!” I heard a girl saying as she entered the bathroom with her friend. I turned towards them, only to straighten my dress in the mirror.

“Come on! Alex fucking White!” her friend said. That caught my attention. Cleo turned towards me, still eyeing the tall, brunette that called Alex hot just a few minutes ago.

“He’s just a guy Stacy, calm down” the brunette whom obviously had a thing with Alex, my boyfriend. My heart was trembling.

“So I guess am going home alone tonight?” her friend asked as I was pretending to be occupied with my dress. The brunette grinned and raised an eyebrow. I suddenly felt cold. He was doing it again. He was cheating again. I wouldn't let him get away with it this time. Shame on him for fooling me once, shame on me for fooling twice.

“Hey” I said to the brunette “Hi” I smiled as she and her friend turned to look at me confused. Cleo had the same look in her eyes. “I was wondering if you can do me a favor” I kept the smile on my lips.

“Em, sure?” the girl said, sounding unsure.

“I don’t want to spoil your night, but I’ll definitely own you a favor if you do a thing for me” both of them and my friend were waiting for me to speak again; the music beat and girls coming in and out of the bathrooms, filling the silence.

“Go home with Alex tonight, have a very nice and pleasant night and may I add that he definitely knows his ways with the ladies” I said quickly trying to gain her interest and added “When you’re about to leave the club for the mansion, send me a message please and I’ll reply to you what I would like you to say to him before you leave the mansion later. I’ll own you!” I said. She looked at me confused.

“Why not say it now?” she asked

“It will probably ruin your night” I winced. He would probably leave her and try and find me. Too much drama I couldn't really handle tonight. He was planning on having sex with another girl tonight and nothing would change that.

“Okay I guess” she said and opened her purse, got her mobile and asked for my phone number.

“Thank you” I smiled “This really means a lot” I said and left the bathroom. I had no idea where did that came from; all this self control and calmness. I guess it was because I kind of knew that something like this would happen eventually. The last month was too good to be true.

I returned at the table and downed two shots at once; Cleo watching me carefully while filling in Max.

“How are you?” Max said to my ear; his hand around my waist.

“I’ll calm down when she sends me a message” I said. Because until then I won’t know if they indeed left together.

“What if she lies? What if he leaves alone but she still sends you the message?” Max asked me. Indeed, what if?

“I don’t know” I replied, downing another shot.

“Stop” he said and pushed the little glasses away from me. I noticed that Damien saw us and approached the table.

“What’s wrong?” He asked over the table.

“Nothing” I said quickly; Max’s hand stroking my waist in compassion.

“I’ll go and take care of this” Max said and without any other word, he left me. Damien came closer now. Where was Cleo? If Cleo was near me Damien wouldn’t be so free and willing to talk to me.

“What’s wrong?” Damien asked again.

“I told you, nothing is wrong” I said bitterly, looking at the table.

“What has he done now?” he asked, obviously referring to Alex. Damien either knew his friend really well or could read me very well. I chose to believe he just knew Alex pretty well to tell when he's done something bad.

“Can’t you just go back to your girlfriend? Her looks could kill me if I wasn’t already dead” I said, turning my eyes towards him; he looked hurt, but I couldn’t be sure because the lights were dim.

Max came back and hugged me again; Cleo with him. The both placed themselves on either side of me, trying to make sure that I won’t get drunk over this.

“Took care of it” Max told me.

“What do you mean?” I asked clutching my phone in my hand, waiting for the message.

“Paid the reservation girl to tell me if he leaves the club with a girl” he grinned “When I told her that his girlfriend wanted to make sure that he was indeed cheating, I pushed a button I think and she agreed” he explained.

“What are you going to say to her anyway?” Cleo asked me.

“Just want to make sure that he knows I know he cheated again, without confronting him”

Only fifteen minutes had passed since I got back from the bathrooms; the brunette sent me a message that they were leaving the club. Max went at the reservation girl and confirmed that Alex had indeed left the club with a tall brunette girl. I felt furious; I’ve let him fool me again and that was on me.

“Tell him that a girl you’ve met back at the club wanted to know if this [you and him having sex] means he’s still in love with her and if he’s planning on leaving again” I texted her; while Max and Cleo were reading over my shoulders.

“Am really admiring you right now, you know that?” Cleo told me; making me grin. I was feeling proud of myself too for holding my ground.

“Okay, I’ll text you back when I leave his house” the girl told me. I was glad she was so willing to help.

“Thank you. Enjoy your night! I promise you, it will be a great night!” I texted back and put my phone on the table.

All I had to do now was waiting for the next message that would come from either the brunette girl that left this club with my boyfriend or my boyfriend himself.

Chances are that Alex won’t contact me immediately, like the girl promised would do, instead he would probably going to show up at my house, trying to read me.

I’ll just wait and see.