Chapter One Hundred and sixteen

"A date? Tonight?" I asked him as we mounted the stairs after brunch. We couldn't make it in time for breakfast so we had Lorenzo prepare us something.

No one called us down for breakfast because they thought we were 'busy'. Mom even said she thought we were in the middle of morning sex so she thought to not disturb us. I choked on my juice, no thanks to that statement.

We were actually just so caught up in discussing certain things that we didn't notice time fly by.

"Nope. Right now."

"Now?!" I exclaimed. Who goes on a date at past eleven in the morning.

"You have twenty minutes to get ready." He checked his watch.

"Forty." I bargained.

"Fifteen." He countered. I gasped.

"Thirty five." I said.

"Twenty five."

"Thirty." I countered.

"Fine." He conceded with a sigh.

"I'll be back in thirty minutes." He said and I nodded. He soon left me alone.

"What am I going to wear?" I thought aloud.

After long minutes of searching for an outfit, I settled for bell bottom jeans with a white linen long sleeved top.

I was struggling to clip my bra on when my door came open.

I glanced at the digital alarm clock by the wall inside the closet and saw that it was exactly thirty minutes since Damien left the room.

"I know, I know, I'm almost ready. Can you just help me clip this bra?" I blushed as I said so.

"Sure thing babe." He said.

I didn't turn to him because I could see him through the full mirror.

"You know what I think?"

"What?" I asked adjusting my hair by the side of my face so it wouldn't get in the way of what he was supposed to do.

"I think you should ditch the bra." He whispered in my ear sending goosebumps on a roll all over me.

He slowly put his hands on my skin and with his eyes locked on mine through the mirror, his fingers crept under my bra and fondled with my nipples. I gasped.

He took the bra off me and cupped my breasts with his wide hands and massaged them tenderly.

"Oooooh." I opened my mouth and that was all that could come out of it.

There was something about his hands and the way it moved on my body that made me just want to moan in ecstasy at the slightest touch.

He dropped a kiss on my neck and my eyes fluttered close. Just then, he turned me around, sat me up on the island and placed subtle kisses on my boobs like he usually did. He took one nipple in his mouth and I threw my head back at the pleasure even as he squeezed on the other.

His phone chimed soon enough interrupting our little session.

He picked it up.

"All set?... We'll be down in a minute." He said and hung up.

"We have to go now." He said, picking up a different shirt to put on me.

"I already picked out a shirt." I pointed out as he picked out and put my arms through the big white t-shirt with abstract designs , like I was a child.

"That's too form fitting and I don't want you wearing a bra." He said and gave me a lust filled glance before dropping a deep kiss on my lips.

He helped me get into my shoes before setting me down on the floor. I picked up some boob tapes and glued them on to give my boobs a lift and hide the nipples.

"All done?" He asked me as I picked up my hand bag and tucked my lip gloss in.

"Yeah." I said.

"Where are we going?" I asked wondering why he didn't mention it before.

"That's for me to know and you to find out."

"The element of surprise as always." I mused.

"Always."

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"A blindfold isn't exactly necessary, you know?" I mumbled as the folded piece of cloth approached my eyes.

"Element of surprise remember?" He pushed my hair to the back and placed the blindfold over my eyes.

"So I have to be blindfolded throughout the ride for this reason?"

"Yes."

I held on to his hand for how long the trip lasted. I had no idea what time it was when we arrived but it was a pretty noisy place.

"Babe, I'm going to go around and open the door for you, okay?"

"Mhmm." I nodded.

I heard a little shuffling before the breeze from the outside hit my face. I felt his hands on mine before going under my knees to carry me out of the vehicle after which he placed me on the floor.

"You ready?" He asked while I felt him tug at my piece of cloth blocking my sight.

"Uh huh." I nodded eagerly.

He took off the blindfold and I squinted my eyes due to the excessive ray of light that hit it all at once.

I gasped, pleasantly surprised at the sight in front of me.

"Disneyland?!" I exclaimed.

"I can't believe you remembered." I said clasping my palm over mouth as I looked around in awe.

"Of course I did." He smugly said and pulled me with him.

"How many rides do you plan on going on?"

I smirked.

"All of them!" I exclaimed, hopping and clapping my hands in delight.

"Oh Lord what did I get myself into?" He muttered with a gulp.

I pulled him with me ignoring his cry for help.

Some vfew rides later...

"I could drink a whole fountain right now." I said, panting out in exhaustion.

Damien handed me a bottle of water and I downed it without a second to spare.

"Here's so ice cream and popcorn to keep you energized." He handed the items over to me.

"We haven't taken pictures, you know." I reasoned out.

"Yeah, there has to be a photo booth around here somewhere. Let's take a look at the map." He brought out the sheet of paper from his back pocket and I searched for it along with him.

"This way!" We both said at the same time pointing in two different directions.

My lips protruded, forming a thoughtful pout.

"Okay... Maybe we should just use our phones." I suggested.

"Much better idea." He chuckled.

We waved over one of the guards who followed us from a distance to the needful.

"Do you always have to stand like that in your photos?"

"Like what?" His brows shot up in question.

"I don't know, you're always so serious, try to be goofy for once."

"Goofy? I don't know how to be goofy." He seemed incredibly clueless. I palmed my face, shaking my head at the thought of marrying this kind of man.

"And here I thought, I was the boring one." I mumbled.

"I'll prove to you I'm not as boring as you think." He retorted.

"Prove it now."

I posed for the camera with the peace sign on both hands as I stuck my tongue out.

"I'm not doing that tongue thing babe. Hell no!" He shook his head, wagging his index finger along with it.

"Okay fine but at least do something other than your..."

I paused to search for the right word.

"Uhh, 'I'm Damien Kingston the strict businessman' pose." I completed, ridiculously mimicking his deep velvety baritone with my chest puffed out and a fake frown on my face.

"What? I don't even sound like that." He laughed, showing off his perfect dentition.

"That's what you sound like to me." I teased, watching closely for his reaction.

"Oh no you didn't." He threw his head back, trying to hold back his laughter, same as me.

"You wanna know what you sound like?" He didn't wait for my answer before posing in what I call a caricature of a girly strut.

" 'Damien, I don't have anything to wear! I'm hungry! " He flipped his imaginary lengthy hair backwards and gave me the cutest pout ever.

My sides were aching from the uncontrollable laughter that came out of me.

"I do not sound anything like that." I managed to say after catching my breath.

"That's what you sound like to me." He gave the sassy comeback with a smug smile on his face.

"Touché." I conceded.

"Wanna go another ride?" He questioned pushing my hair back and retied it with my scrunchy which was slipping off because of all that movement.

"Yeah." I answered.

"Which one?" He asked, looking around.

"A piggyback ride." I said looking up at him with doe eyes. Surely he couldn't resist this one.

"You're such a baby." He flicked my nose.

"Ah choo!" I sneezed.

"Bless you. Why do you always sneeze when I do that?" He sounded thoroughly amused.

"I don't know." I shrugged and twirled my finger round in circles indicating that it was time for my ride.

He turned around and bent a little bit so I could hop on his back. I got on carefully so I wouldn't have both of us kissing the dust by jumping on him.

My arms went around his shoulder while his arms stayed under my knees.

"You good up there?"

"Yeah I am. Are you okay?" I asked hoping I wasn't crushing him with my weight.

"Sure babe."

I yawned tiredly.

"Damien?" I called out softly, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Yeah baby?

"Let's go home, I'm tired." A yawn eluded me once again.

"As Her Majesty, wishes..."

I giggled.