Damien's POV

　　"Why do you have to be such an ass?" She scolded me the second the door was closed, crossing her arms in front of her chest, looking at me furiously. Seeing how her breasts push against her arms made me smirk devilishly, knowing from my earlier observations that she had no bra on. Sensing my roaming eyes, she huffed, rolling her eyes at me, making her frustration evident.

　　"Come on; he had it coming. Acting like a protective boyfriend, what the fuck Red? He has only known you a day!" I argued back, unhappy that our first moments together today had started with an argument because of some male. 

　　"Oh yeah, remind me... how long have you known me, huh?" Shaking her head, clearly exasperated by my behaviour and the situation. 

　　"Longer than him!" I protested, trying to stand my ground, but she looked so damn cute when she was pissed off it was hard to keep a straight face. Not getting the response she wanted from me, she walked towards her bedroom; without a second thought, I followed, not wanting distance between us. I had not had her close in nearly 24 hours; I wasn't about to let her out of my sight now.

　　"Oh yeah, three days!" she grumbled, slamming the door in my face. I could hear her muttering about how it was one rule for me and another for Jason. The grumbles continued making me grin; why was I so rude? That she couldn't believe this was the end to a lovely day! Tapping on the door with my knuckles, I sighed heavily, not wanting her to be upset with me. I missed her today. 

　　"What? Do you want to make sure there are no other men in here for you to scare off? You want to check the wardrobe and under my bed too?" She snapped at me, leaning my forehead against the door, my arms outstretched and squeezing on the wood frame to keep me from kicking the flimsy door down to remove the barrier between us.

　　"Come on, Red! I'm Sorry!" The door opened with force, she stood before me as beautiful as I had ever seen her. She wore a lilac pair of PJ shorts and a baggy grey t-shirt, her hair scooped up in a ponytail. She had no idea how naturally beautiful she was.

　　"Not feeling Disney tonight?" I teased with a playful wink wanting to defuse the situation. Rolling her eyes, she ducked under my arm and breezed past me, leaving a trail of coconut and vanilla in her wake. Breathing in her delightful scent, I flung my head back and groaned loudly.   

　　"Fuck Red," I sighed, turning and following her into the little kitchenette. Leaning up the doorway, I watched her pull open the fridge; she was trying to ignore me. Taking a step closer to her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and dragged her to me; the way she shivered at my touch gave her away instantly. Nuzzling my head into the nape of her neck with a deep inhale of her divinity. 

　　"I am sorry; I will apologise to him. Forgive me, Red; I was just… upset that you didn't answer my messages and worried about you. I was out of line; I will fix it." I declared, hoping to appease her anger even if I had no intention of apologising.

　　"I like him; he is kind, sweet and funny. I don't know many people in town; I need all the friends I can get." She explained with a pout that instantly had my attention.

　　"I am warning you, Red, unless you want me to nibble that bottom lip, I suggest you stop pouting at me like that." Chuckling, I nodded my approval as she bit her lip, clearly thinking about what I had said before turning around to look in the fridge again, clearly trying to ignore the sexual chemistry that was brewing between us. She had had a long day, so I would be a gentleman for tonight. After that, the gloves were off… may the best man win! 

　　"I answered your text. And how did you get my number anyway?" she said, confused, looking at me over her shoulder.

　　"No, you answered the first one, then I couldn't get hold of you; I was worried the psychopath had murdered you!" Having the decency to look sheepish, I added with a wince. "When I had your phone the other day, I put my number in your phone in case you needed help in an emergency… and to make sure I knew to answer it, I added yours to my contacts. I figured you knew no one in town, and you might need protection from a douche or two!" I clarified, my tone laced with genuine concern and playful humour. Smiling apologetically, she nodded before returning to the fridge, muttering something about Jason not being like that.

　　"You hungry, Red?" I asked, noting that the fridge was empty. Seeing her shoulders slum back against me, she nodded slowly. 

　　"Starving, I only had a salad to eat at lunch." She confessed with a cheeky grin, giving me the distinct idea that it was an inside joke between her and Jason. Cute- Not!

　　"Really? You don't seem like a salad girl; more of a steak and chips girl. Bloody and still mooing, I bet." I winked, watching her as she pulled away from my side and leaned up against the counter.

　　"I was trying to prove a point... now I regret it because I am starving, and there is no food." I wanted to know more, but I didn't want to start another argument if it meant we had to talk about the mutt.

　　"How about take-out, my treat as an apology? I think that's only fair as you let him buy you lunch." Wiggling my brows, pursing my lips, watching her. "I do believe you said it's not one rule for me and another for him. Or something along those lines… fair is fair."

　　Rolling her eyes, she walked past me, leaning on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. "You had me at take-out." She sassed, heading to the sofa, pulling her feet under her as she settled in. 

　　"Chinese, please! You pick, though… BUT something with Noodles. Oh, and dumplings!" 

　　Laughing, I pulled my phone out, looking online for our nearest Chinese. Before I had settled on where to order from, I felt her arms around my waist, hugging me from behind, tingles spreading throughout my whole body.

　　"Thank you, Ace." She gushed, heading back to the sofa. "Also, sweet and sour something... but, you pick," she laughed, picking up the tv controller.  

　　Laughing, I came and collapsed beside her handing her my phone, knowing damn well she knew what she wanted to eat. "You pick beautiful; I am not having a pouty redhead all night." I declared running my hand up and down her smooth leg smiling feeling her instinctively lean against me.

　　"I thought you liked it when I pouted; something about nibbling my bottom lip?" She teased, pouting again dramatically. Turning to look at her; a flirtatious twinkle lighting my eyes.

　　"Red, if you want me to kiss you, you only have to ask." Blushing scarlet, her attention quickly returned to my phone and the job at hand. "Until then, I promise to behave…" I explained in all seriousness letting my hand fall still on her thigh, from the sweet scent that filled the room, I knew she enjoyed my touch.

　　"For tonight anyway!" I added with a flirty wink.