Her Obsession {BWWM INTERRACIAL}

Chapter 15

This shit got me in my feelings
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Closing the door, I slowly walk back to the couch and look at the time on the wall.

7:34pm

When I sit down, I think about what just happened. Who was that? Obviously that guy needed something, he looked a little confused. Maybe he's not a good guy. Maybe it was one of my father's men still after me. But if it was, he wouldn't have wasted time in hurting me, because that's how they're all trained. And besides, he felt oddly familiar. I don't know how or why, but I felt something.

I felt a connection.

Before you think anything, not a romantic connection at all. It was something that made me feel at peace. I don't know.

Now, onto romantic connection. Obviously there's one between Damon and I. We both know it, and we both feel it. But do we do any about it? Of course not. Damon is special.

One moment we're all lovey dovey and stuff, and the next he's acting all distant and it makes me confused. Sometimes I wonder if he does it because he pitties me.

I hear my door bell again, making me groan. Who the hell is at my door now? I slowly walk toward my door, and open it to find the devil himself. Literally, he can be a devil. He wears a white tee with some black joggers and some Jordan's. His dark hair in his usual messy look, and you can't forget the slight smirk he wears almost every time I see him. If I were to say he looked fine, that would be an understatement.

He's the definition of fine. Like I don't know how he looks like a snack just standing there. His smirk grows wider and I figure out why.

I quickly look away, feeling embarrassed as he chuckles a little. But, I try to get back at him.

"I wasn't looking at you." I say confidently, as I cross my arms. Damon raises a perfect brow at me.

"Oh really? Then what were you looking at?" He asks me as he crosses his arms. I was gonna say something back, but I notice him hiding something behind his back, making me curious. I point at him.

"What you got back there?" I ask. He clears his throat all the sudden and hands me a single red rose. I gasp at him as I slowly take it and admire it.

I love roses.

I invite him in and we go to the living room. We sit down next to eachother and he starts talking.

"Look, I-i  umm..." I look up at him as he wears a nervous looking face. I give him a small smile.

"I know I'm an asshole sometimes, but I don't mean to be an asshole." He rushes out as I raise a brow at him, making him fidget more.

"Yeah, you can be." I say, laughing a little. He continues.

"Sometimes when I'm around you, I just, I just go blank.."

"You go blank?"

"Y-yeah, like I don't know what to do... like right now." He mumbles to himself as he scratches his head, looking at me with those eyes.

Jesus please take the wheel...

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that... I'm sorry." I look up at him with surprise in my eyes. Sorry? Did I hear that correctly? Damon actually saying sorry and meaning it? Oh my goodness, it's a miracle!

"For.." I urge him on, loving the feeling of him actually caring.

"Look, I didn't mean to be mean to your new guy friend. But when I saw him at your door, I just bursted. I didn't know how to feel, knowing that he has eyes for you when clearly I do and-" I quickly stop him, putting my hands up.

"Wait wait wait, you think he has eyes for me?!" I ask incredulously, pointing to myself. He shakes his head yes.

"Damon, he's gay! If anything, he probably has eyes for you." I say laughing as I see the look of horror on his face. He shakes his head quickly.

"No no no, I'll show him a few guys, but not me. I'm off limits." I'm dying laughing at him as he just admires me, making my laughing fest end quickly.

"But I meant what I said though." He says seriously, scooting closer to me. I scoot back.

"Say what?" I ask nervously, all confidence flying away.

"That I have eyes for you Jaz." He tells me, scooting even more closer. I scoot back again, until I'm at the edge of the couch.

Shit.

"W-what? Who knew?" I ask nervously rambling, as he comes even more closer to me, coming face to face. His amazing smell hits me quickly, putting me in a small daze.

How can he smell so good?

"We both knew. I know you feel it too Jaz.." I scrunch my brows together in confusion.

"Feel what?"

"The connection." He whispers to me as his lips land on mine. His lips were just as soft as I remember. I start moving my lips a few seconds after, melting into his touch. He wraps his arms around me and lays me down flat on the couch.

He settles on top of me as he rubs his thumbs on my hips, as I hold back a moan. He licks my lips for entrance, and I gladly give it to him.

His body, smell, lips, everything consume me, making me feel whole again...

His tongue slowly slides into my mouth and connects with mine, making me moan at the contact. Our tongues fight for dominance, but he wins, dominating my mouth.

After a while I start to lose breath and he moves down to my neck, kissing me ever so tenderly. When I feel him go down further, I kinda start to panic. But he stops himself as he looks up at me kindly.

"I know you're not ready, so I won't do it till you're ready." I just nod my head at him, at a loss of words on how much he cares about how I feel. He hovers over me, making me blush again. I can't help it, he's just.. ahhh.

"Let me take you out on a date. Tomorrow at eight." I start to fidget as he intensely stares at me. "I know it was a very rough start for us, but I know what I want now, and I don't plan on losing it. So what do you say?" He ask me, looking like a child asking for cookies. I smile at him as I run my fingers through his hair.

"Yes, I'll go out with you."

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My babies are growing up! How any people were happy that he finally got his act together?!

So I haven't been updating this book as frequently as usual because I've been kinda stuck.

Sometimes when I look at this book, I feel like I don't write well enough or I don't explain things well and such.

So I guess what I'm saying is... is this book alright? Like nobody is confused out of their mind right?

Because sometimes I feel I can do better in writing, and I can.

So thank you beautiful readers who deal with my annoying ass lmao.

Quick question:
So when you read about Damon in here, do you think of Damon from Vampire Diaries or na?

Ok, thank you for reading!!!!

Lei-Bear