Chapter 10- Stop It!

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Someone pulls me closer. Damon's back?

I open my eyes to see Carter laying down next to me, his arm wrapped around me.
I jump up, moving away than him.

This is the quickest I have ever gotten out of bed.

Carter opens his eyes and sits up in bed.

"My head's killing me" he groans sitting up in bed.

"Carter what are you doing in my bed?" He looks around confused.

"I'm so sorry Gabi. I was drinking yesterday, and I may have come here?" He mumbles.

"Can you leave?" He nods getting out the bed. Naked.

I close my eyes, trying to get rid of his little member image through my head. It was little.

No! Don't think about! I shake my head and stand up from bed, stretching.

I walk towards my closet and look for an outfit.

I pick my clothes and go to the bathroom to have a shower

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I pick my clothes and go to the bathroom to have a shower.

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"Can you cook?" Carter asks and I shake my head.

"Nope. Can you?" He shakes his head

I've forgotten what happened in the morning. Well trying to forget.

"Well I was thinking since we both don't kn- oh fuck" he trips and falls down underneath my chair.

"Are you okay Carter?" I ask and he looks up, a little not at me.

"Yeah" he mumbles, shaking his head, and stepping back.

Was he looking under my skirt? No. It can't be. Carter isn't like that. He's been really nice.

I'm just imagining it. I'm paranoid. Yeah.

"I fell over the rug. As I was saying, we ca-" my phone rings.

I pick it up from the coffee table to see its Damon. I answer it with a smile.

"Damon.." I smile, walking out of the living room.

"Good morning Ella. How are you?" I close my eyes, hearing his voice. He calms me down.

"I'm good. How are you? Is everything okay there?" I ask

"Yeah. It's about 12 in California now right? And Italy is 9 hours forward, so it's night here. I did all my work. It was a really supid problem really Ella. They didn't fax me an important file, and when I seen the file, I sorted the problems with the shareholders. And tomorrow I'll be checking the security systems." I nod

"But I miss you" he says and I feel my face heat up.

"I miss you too. A lot." I whisper

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