Chapter 16

A MONTH LATER...

"You son of a Gun!" Tanner's voice reverberated through the Bluetooth earpiece, forcing a flinch out of David as he drove in through the iron gates.

"Can you fucking stop yelling, my ears still hurt" he groaned, pulling into the garage and turning off the ignition. "Why does it matter to you who your assistant dates, you clearly said you weren't into her"

"But we had sex!"

"You have sex all the time," he said rather pointedly, narrowly rolling his eyes as he opened his trunk to retrieve his suitcase. "Look, if it bothers you so much that she went out with another guy, stop being a big pussy and do something about it."

"It doesn't bother me," Tanner snapped half-heartedly.

"So why the fuck are we having this conversation then?" David drawled back, locking his car and making his way to the entrance of the house.

"Nothing. I don't know. Fuck man. I think I just need to eat her out again. Yes, that's it" he muttered.

"You know, you're one crazy son of a bitch. It's clear that you like this girl. Rather than drilling a hole into her vagina, why don't you put a ring on it, treat her to dinner and make it official or something"

"I don't do dates man, what do I say. I don't fucking know" Tanner sighed, sounding rather frustrated.

"Look Tanner, if you're really into this girl stop fucking stalking whatever she does and come clean with your feelings. You've gotta stop trying to avoid it and face it head-on like a man, not a big scared pussy"

"Fine whatever" he buffed, running a hand over his face. "But don't you think you should take your own advice. You know, with Dawn. I'm pretty much sure she'll become a virgin soon" he laughed, a joke David didn't find so funny.

He sighed and shook his head softly. Sex with Dawn was a topic that wasn't up for discussion. Yes, he had partly forgiven her but...

"I've gotta go man, just focus on getting that girl before you lose her to someone else "

"You can't run from it forever David, she's still your w-"

David hung up and pushed open the door, toeing off his shoes as he made his way up the stairs and into the bedroom where he met absolute silence.

With the way the air smelt of rose, he could tell that Dawn was still busy in the bathroom and for a moment, the image of her nudity flashed before his memories, but he resiliently shook the thought off.

It had been four weeks since his incident and despite his wounds healing and everything going back to the way it used to be, his sexual relationship with Dawn waned, reducing their physical contact to hugs and sometimes, kisses, but nothing deep enough to make him lose control as he often almost did sometimes.

Walking over to the desk, he dropped his suitcase and shrugged off his blazer, about discarding his shorts when Dawn walked out of the bathroom, soaked and absolutely naked.

Upon noticing his presence, she instinctively lowered her hand to cover her body, a tinge of shyness on her face as she surprisingly glanced over at David who just stared, taking in the erotic flush of her exposed body.

Recollections of the carnal things he'd done and the things he was yet to do distorted his thinking and at this point, resisting the urge to take her was proving difficult. However, he held himself.

"I'm sorry I forgot to take the towel in with me" Dawn apologized, immediately reaching for the towel and wrapping it over her body.

"It's fine" David smiled, walking casually over to her and placing a kiss on her head.

Dawn gifted him with a radiant smile, her hands coming up to brush his stress bangs away. He looked so tired and worn out that she just wanted to give him a deep hug. His momentary absence away from work had left a huge toll on him and she felt sorry.

"I missed you"

"I missed you too" he answered back, hesitation in his movement as he slowly tilted his head and addictively invaded all her senses with just a single touch of his cool lips to hers.

His hand dominantly lowered to her waist as he prolonged their moment of affection. He tested himself, to see if he was still in control of his need but the moment he felt his woman wantonly moan into his mouth, he knew he had to stop. Thus, he did, earning a whimper of disappointment in return.

"We'll be late for dinner if this keeps up" he pointed out apologetically and Dawn sighed, moaning something incoherent, the kind one made when words couldn't express their discomfort.

"Fine" she muttered softly and walked to her contour table, cursing herself for thinking today would be different.

Dawn wasn't the type of lady who fancied sex, hell, if it wasn't for David she would've most likely became a nun but he had done things to her, unforgettable carnal things that made her realize how much of his whore she had become and spending a mouth and counting without being touched by the man she loved was sexually frustrating.

All her schemes and gimmicks ultimately did nothing to help further her sexual relationship with him and sometimes she wondered how he had managed to pull through with it. Or was it that he enjoyed teasing her?

Most times he'd deliberately touch her in places that spiked her hormones, and then he'd stop, utterly stop, making up unbelievable work excuses that only made her want to throw a fork at his head.

Sighing, she slid two bobby pins into her perfectly curled hair and slipped into her dinner dress, preparing for yet another meeting with the Argent family.

She gazed upon her reflection, casually pressing down her elevated Valentino bow couture dress. Its looks rested on the kinky side and maybe it might have being a little bit too salacious for dinner with David's parents but she didn't care, at least, not anymore.

After a quick shower, David strolled out of the bathroom and his eyes immediately zeroed in on her dress.

"You're not wearing that, are you?" he questioned incredulously.

Dawn turned. "Is anything wrong with it?" She asked obliviously.

"Everything is wrong with it" he gaped dryly at it.

She looked down at the dress and slid her hands over the fabric. "It looks pretty okay to me" she defended.

"It's not. Change it" he stated more pointedly.

"David, it was hard getting into this dress"

"Are you saying you won't do it?" He questioned, his eyebrows shooting up as he waited for an answer.

Dawn relented with a simple sigh, unzipping the dress and tossing it to the side.

***

WITHIN FEW MINUTES,they arrived at the mansion and settled in.

"Father, mother" David greeted, exchanging brief hugs with them.

"Dawn my darling, it's so nice to see you again," Luther remarked as he finally turned towards her direction.

Dawn smiled delightfully "I could say the same Mr. Luther"

"Nonsense! Call me father" he demanded.

She chuckled lightly. "I've missed you too, father"

Irked, Amanda scoffed and pressed down her satin dress "If you don't mind, can we proceed? these Gucci plumps are starting to hurt" she chipped in, chancing a dubious glance at Dawn who only feigned a smile.

"Why don't we move to the table then?" Luther suggested, leading them into the dining room.

Upon awaiting their respective meals,  they all exchanged common pleasantries and had little chatters amidst themselves and after the main course, Luther made clear his reason for the dinner and further went on by announcing the wedding of his 3rd cousin and David's mandatory attendance to the ceremony.

David closed his eyes and held them that way, not for very long, but still more than a blink "I'm sorry father, but I don't think I'd be able to make it home" he said simply.

Although he had politely declined the invitation, Amanda on the other hand, was quite persistent and engaged him in voluble chatter, explaining the reasons why he needed to be there.  Thus, he agreed reluctantly.

"Fine" he dragged, putting his hand on his wine glass and taking a huge gulp.

"Ah, lest I forget" Amanda turned to him "You remember Sophie Quinn right? The commissioner's only Daughter?"

David nodded, dipping his spoon into his soup.

"Well, she has just concluded her Ph.D. in criminal law. Isn't that amazing?"

David ate a bit of his soup and dabbed at his mouth with a napkin before turning his gaze to his mother. "Good for her," he said with a wry twist to his lips.

"Dawn" she suddenly called, her mocking tone sharp. "What did you study again?" She asked.

Dawn cleared her throat "Accounting"

Amanda stifled her laugh "Is that even a major?"

Dawn moved her lips, very slightly, as if she had something to say but restrained herself.

"Yes it is mother" David jumped in with clear annoyance in his tone.

"Honey" she tapped on Luther's shoulders "do me a favor and talk some sense into your son. He needs to start making better decisions."

Dawn forced a chuckle, trying very hard to play along with her rude joke. Of course, she expected it,  Amanda wasn't very keen on her presence there and gladly came at her with every chance she got.

"As long as she loves it, I see nothing wrong in it " Luther waded in.

"Well if you ask me, I think it's as good as useless" she rolled her eyes dramatically. "I mean if I were David, I would have settled for something better. Take Sophie for example, she is young, established and her parents are from a —"

David stopped her midsentence, harshly dropping his fork on the table.

"What did you study mother?" He asked, his voice defensive and bitter.

Amanda craned her neck a bit.

"Tell us, mother," he said, with just a touch of sarcasm.

Amanda remained silent, turning to Luther who also shot a brow up interestingly as he waited for her answer.

Noticing the immediate tension in the room, Dawn got up. "Excuse me," she said and picked up her purse.

"Where are you going?" David asked, snapping his head towards her direction.

"The ladies" she muttered shallowly and led herself out of the room.

Locating the nearest bathroom, she walked in and locked the door, sighing of relief as she sat by the edge of the tub and pulled out her smartphone.

She browsed up the latest photos she had taken, skimming through the rather lengthy album and noting the numerous moments she had captured digitally.

She smiled fondly at her screen, laughing at some insane moments and cooing to a few, and at some point, her fingers had slowly begun to grow tired from scrolling back and forth.

Five minutes passed, and a few more did but she just couldn't stop, however, when she clicked open an unnamed folder, her eyes widened.

Staring at her with the most elusive eyes and the cockiest smirk she had ever seen was a completely naked David.

Now, the fog from the steamed shower might have covered an ample amount of his lewdity but his features were still undoubtedly noticeable.

She zoomed in and felt her cheeks instantly grow red.

Water droplets clung to his tan skin, defining the outlines of his athletic muscles and grueling body. His right hand elevated, pulling back his wet bangs in an obvious pose that only added to the arousal twisting in Dawn's lower gut.

She was well aware of the fact that he accessed her phone from time to time but to leave something like this in the open? He must be insane —  a good kind of insanity that made her insides giddy and at that very moment, something more exciting popped into her head.

Within a few minutes, David's phone buzzed and he raised an eyebrow at it. He dropped his plate of pie and flipped the phone over to see that he had received a text from Dawn. However, what he saw when he clicked on the icon made his brain short circuit and he choked on his pie.