No Love Attached

chapter twenty four : cruel intentions

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chapter twenty four : cruel intentions
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Remember when I said there was something deep down that got off on knowing I was wanted? In the some horrendous, dark crevice of mine, there the monster was. Waiting patiently to be released from it's cage. Penney wasn't wrong when she said I pretended like I didn't enjoy the attention in some sick way. And I hated myself even more for that.

Like I said earlier, it only comes out once every blue moon to wait on its prey. It just so happened to be one of those blue moons.

Maybe it was what Penney said. Maybe it was what Tanya said about "just doing it". Maybe it was out of fear that Alec James would find a way to make himself the first man I've been with in years.

When I got back to the hotel, I sent a text to Leo, asking if he wanted to come by. With forty-five minutes passing and no reply, I got impatient. So, I decided to nip the other thing that was eating at me in bud. Damon.

Within thirty minutes of sending a text, saying I needed to talk to him, Damon was at my door.

He was dressed in jeans and a peacoat, while he face wore clear signs of distress. His usual clean-shaved face had stubble that could have easy been the beginning of a beard.

"Hey," he said while he gave me a quick hug. "What did you need to talk about? Did she tell you who the guy is?"

"Not exactly," I lied to spare his feelings. Finding out that Penney cheated on him with Alec the abominable boss man would kill him, and being the bearer of bad news was not something I had the capacity for at the moment.

"Penney said something weird to me about you having feelings for me. You would have told me if that was true, right?" I spoke carefully, each word feeling strange on my sober tongue.

His eyes stayed on the floor for a beat, working up the courage to meet mine. "Vera, it's nothing," my curious look pushed him to say more, "a little crush, if anything. I told Penney that out of spite after she told me she had been cheating on me for months."

I knew him well enough to know he wasn't telling me the full gravity of his feelings by the way he barely made eye contact and chuckled nervously.

"Damon..." I pushed.

He walked away from me to find a seat on the couch. "What do expect, Vera? I'm not the kind of guy that's going to make some drawn out, love proclamation to you. When I met you, I liked you. Then you told me about Josh and I forgot about it and started dating Penney, simple as that. But when you had said you ready to put yourself back out there, a few old feelings may have came back. It's not a big deal. I know there's no point of wanting someone who doesn't want you back."

"I'm -- I'm really sorry," was all I could muster up at his non-confessional confession. I took a step closer. His casual sincerity struck something in me, sparking an idea. "I want to do something. I think it might help us both out."

"What is it?" He asked with a curious look on his face.

Slowly, I walked to where was on the couch. I placed myself on top of him, with my legs on both sides, straddling him.

"What are you doing?" He asked, but wasn't complaining. His hands dropped to the small of my back, holding me in my place.