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Chapter 12: Numb & Novacane

Brooke left early the next morning so I didn't get a chance to get to say bye.

But I really wasn't complaining.
I kept the text message to myself and waved it off.
Stuffing it to the back of my mind with all of my other worries I chose to ignore.

I didn't have time to deal with that.

I woke up around 11:30 and walked into the kitchen.

I drank on an empty stomach the night before and barely kept a drink down.
I had two tequilas and I was gone.

Damon was still asleep and I wasn't surprised. Usually when he drank, he would stay in bed until about 2 in the afternoon.

With no surprise.

Raphael was in the kitchen, eating his food, shirtless.

Dear Lord Almighty.
"Morning." I murmur and he glances up at me.

My hair was in a bun and once again I was reduced to my glasses, instead of my contacts.

"Good morning beautiful. Fun night?" He asks with a smirk.
His sarcasm was comedic.

"Very." I whisper and he chuckles.
"Hangover?"
"Oh yes." I groan and rub the bridge between my nose.
He shifts to his feet and gets me a glass of water, a banana and Aspirin.
"Eat this first. It's not heavy but it's settling." He instructs and I smile.
"Thanks." I reply and peel the banana.

"Slowly." He quickly whispers.
"What?" I ask as I go to bite my banana.
"Slowly. I wanna watch you out it in your mouth." He says with low eyes,

I shove him and scoff but don't hold back the smile that forms across my lips.
"You're nasty." I mumble and quickly take a small bite out of my banana.

"Now I know you can fit more into your mouth Aries." He says raising an eyebrow at me.

How dare he say such a thing! Although it was the truth...

"Control your damn hormones." I whisper as take another bite.

"I can't help my hormones. My wife is gone." He defends.
Well isn't that a contradiction in a sentence...

"So?" I say in an amused tone.
"So. I have you here all alone." He whispers.
His eyes fill with lust as I gaze down his body.

Those fucking glorious abs were just calling me.
The things I'd do to this man...endless.

"My best friend is here." I remind.
"Yeah. Your gay best friend."
Touché.
I smile and turn away from him.
"Face me. I want to watch you."
Maybe it was the alcohol still stirring in my system.
Maybe it was the thrill of Brooke not being here.
But for some odd reason, I turn around and face him, sitting next to him on the stool.
I barely eaten any of my banana and now I was paranoid too.

He reaches over and grabs it and I look at him strangely and he stands up.
"Open your mouth."
I raise an eyebrow at him, but I do so, watching him as he slowly leads it into my mouth, "Don't bite yet."
It's a banana, not a dick.
But he was making it seem like it was... Nasty.
He leaned and grabbed the back of my head, pushing my head further down until I almost had the banana completely in my mouth.
It felt weird and strangely tantalizing,
He pulled my hair back, slowly pulling my mouth off of it but he paused,
"Now you may." He instructs and I bite down softly taking some of the banana in my mouth.

This was so secretly sexual.
After I swallowed he brought .my head back down and forced the rest of the banana into my mouth.
And I chewed it nervously.
After swallowing and licking my lips, I glance back up at him.
"Tilt your head bak and open your mouth." He instructs.
There was no more banana...what was he going to do?