Millie's POV
I gulped as he stared at me, his ice blue orbs seemed to see right through me. The fact that I was pinned against a wall in a public bathroom left my mind as I felt every inch of his body pressed against mine.

At 6'3 Damien towered over my 5'4 frame. Add the fact that the man had huge muscles and arms the size of cannons, I was basically an ant when I stood next to him.

For some reason that made me feel safe around him. It made me feel as though when I was with him, nothing could touch me. But I wasn't meant to be with him.

"I- I - I'm not avoiding you! I  don't know what you're talking about." I cursed myself when I stuttered. Damien's smell of apples and mint filled my nose, making my heart flutter.

Being this close to him was doing things to me...flashed of the kiss we'd shared passed through my mind and I bit my lip as my eye settled on his red lips.

I wanted to kiss him so badly..to feel his hands on my skin. He groaned, sounding frustrated, before he gently pulled my lower lip from my teeth.

"I've told you don't to do that Mami. It drives me crazy...makes me want to do naughty things to you."he whispered in my ear, his breath fanning my neck as a delicious shiver went down my spine.

I clenched my thighs together tightly as his words sent a sensation straight down to my core.

Goosebumps rose on my skin when he wrapped his hand around my waist pulling me close to him so that there was barely any space between us. Sparks erupted where my skin made contact with his...he didn't know what he was doing to me.

"Mami, why are you avoiding me?" He asked, a hurt look flashing across his features. Something tugged at my heart but I ignored it as the weight of the ring on my finger reminded me of my promise.

I had to do the right thing!

"I- it was a mistake...forget it even happened." I blurted out, cursing myself mentally for stuttering.

"One, I told you to let your hair down. You look prettier that way Mami." He whispered pulling my hair out of the bun. He placed a tender kiss on my neck and sparks erupted while I bit my lip to keep a moan from escaping.

Being around Damien made me hypersensitive for some reason...I could feel every single thing he did.

"Two, I've told you not to lie Mami. I hate it!" He said, as his lips trailed kisses all over my neck, sucking and biting my sensitive skin.

Desire pooled deep inside me as my hands held on to his shoulders, his shirt bunched up between my clenched fingers. He sucked harder, eliciting a low moan from me while my breathing laboured.

I was lost in the sensations he was making me feel. The pice of metal around my finger suddenly felt tighter. It brought me back to my senses. "Damien...please s- stop ..this isn't what I want."

I begged him, trying to convince myself as well. His head moved out of the crook of my neck as his face came into view. His  icy blue eyes had darkened, desire swimming within them.

My body was on fire and i could barely control myself. But I had to..for whoever I'd promised myself to.

"From the minute I laid eyes on you I knew I wanted you. I want you so bad and i don't know why. And I know you want me too...you feel as much as I do." He said seductively.

"I- I don't know what you're taking about."

"You want me as badly as I want you.. difference is I'm not afraid to admit it.

Look into my eyes and tell me you don't want me..and I'll walk out of your life for good."he said, his eyes boring holes into mine.

My body was going into overdrive as all I could see was the desire for me in his eyes. I could see the fire in his eyes.

This was my chance, my moment to be free. I would be able to keep myself in hopes of finding whoever I'd gotten engaged to.

But one look into his icy blue orbs and the words got stuck in my throat, refusing to come out. I wanted to deny it so badly but I couldn't. I just couldn't deny the way he made me feel.

Taking my silence as confirmation, he crashed his lips to mine and kisses me like his life depended on it. I groaned in pleasure as his heated lips made every part of my body ache for him badly.

My knees just about buckled under the flood of sensation.  His kiss was hungry, greedy and feverish. He kissed me like he was a man dying of thirst and I was water he'd just found

His hand around my waist pulled me flush against him so that the thickness of his erection pressed against my groin. I could feel my nipples hardened as my chest rubbed against his muscular one.

His other hand went under my top, settling on the warm flesh of my stomach, causing sparks to erupt there.

We broke away panting for breath. His lips immediately attacked my skin, sucking until I let out a loud moan. My hands threaded through his soft blonde locks, pulling as the pleasure intensified when he found my soft spot.

He grinded into me and groaned sexily in my ear. Everything was on fire, my body aware of his every movement. I felt high, drunk off him. His hand under my shirt moved up, slowly sliding against my skin.

"Damien...Damien.." I moaned. He grabbed my breast and squeezed. I immediately pushed him away. Guilt hit me like a cold bucket of water as I realized what I'd done.

I'd given in to him.. I'd cheated on whoever I was engaged to and he didn't deserve that. I took one last look at the man before me. His messy hair, his flushed skin, his swollen red lips and his disheveled shirt.

I probably looked worse. His icy blue eyes  looked hurt at the fact that I'd pushed him away. My indecisiveness was messing with both of us.

Unable to bear his heated gaze anymore, I rushed out of the washroom leaving him there.

Jessa's POV
It was halfway through march. It's been two weeks since I got to LA and one since the festival. Currently I sat at a table in a cute little café I'd discovered a few miles away from Mama's house.

The Grind. They had the best biscotti! I stared at the blank in front of me, the bottom of my pencil in between my teeth. For an hour now I'd been trying to write but nothing seemed to come to mind.

My thoughts were scattered in my mind. I found myself often in thought about the events that had taken place in the past two weeks.

Back in New Orleans I sued to write short stories for some publishing companies. I'd decided to try my luck here. I needed to start earning money so I could move out of Alec's house.

Living with him was he'll. I grabbed the mug and took a sip of the coffee. It was my third cup. That was how bad my nightmares had gotten. Hailey's death played in my head everytime I closed my eyes.

I didn't even try to go to sleep anymore.

Currently Alec hated my guys and Aaliyah had barely managed to say hi to me. I sighed as I thought about it. Tears formed in my eyes but I was tired of crying.

Things with my mom were going good and it being the only positive thing in my life currently, made me hold on as tight as possible.

I bit my lip as I remembered the festival. I'd cried so much as I talked to my mother. I didn't know how she knew but she knew what had happened the day I left.

I knew I'd disappointed her. She told me so..but she also told me that I was an idiot for not coming to her..for leaving. She said she'd forgiven me and that she loved me and just wanted me to be happy.

I watched her cry happy tears when I told her I was staying so I could take care of her. The sight of her face, filled with joy,...something just clicked in my heart.

For the first time in nine years, I'd done something right.

I felt a lot better. For nine years the guilt of what I'd done had been eating me up. To finally have someone else know...It felt like the weight on my chest had been reduced.

My mom gave me some semblance of inner peace. Mothers really are the best. They just...they just know what to do or say to make you feel better. All  I had to do right now was focus on fixing my relationship with Alec and Aaliyah.

I needed to find a way to get them to forgive me without telling them the truth because I was a coward who was scared of being judged for the terrible mistakes I'd made.

If they forgave me, I'd be able to move on in life. At least I hoped I would. Things would start to lookup eventually. At least I hoped they would.

I looked outside the window. I could see Thomas seated in the car. Alex had agreed to let me leave the house only if I took Thomas, one of his security guards with me.

I'd asked him why but ..he didn't give me an answer. Not wanting to push my luck and stir up a hornet's nest, I bedgrudgingly agreed. Thomas drive me to Mama's place and back everyday.

It was two days ago that I'd discovered The Grind and I'd decided I'd spend my days here. The only problem was, I felt bad about Thomas having to sit outside and wait for me.

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So mild steamy content....any comments?

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Love y'all so so much.

-Daisy