Judged By You (Judge Me Series)

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Authors: Patricia Voois
need to get the fuck out of there like now…... I opened the door, double timing it to the car park. I could hear my name being called behind me, but I continued to half run, half walk. “STOP,” he shouted from behind me. It made my hairs on my neck stand on end. I stopped. I turned slowly and faced him.
    “What are you doing here?” He said
    “Hello to you too, it’s none of your business why I’m doing here.” I said with a half-smile. I had no idea what to tell him. Do I lie? Do I tell him I’m here for an assignment?
    “You’re very defensive Beautiful. H ave you done something illegal?” He said laughing at me. I could imagine the look of shock on my face.
    “I’m leaving, that’s what I’m doing. Have a nice day Damon.” I pulled the keys from my pocket and walked towards my car. It was sitting alone at the back of the lot. She looked hot as hell, and I just wanted to get in and drive away. FAST. I could hear his footsteps behind me as I got to the car. I put the key in the door and unlocked it; I knew he was behind me and of course I had to turn around.
    “What do you want?” I said when I saw him just standing there.
    “Come have coffee with me right now. You can explain what y ou illegal thing you have done.” He stated with that killer smile and a husky but sexy voice.
    “I haven’t done anything illegal, and no, I have plans. I’m not going to drop everything to suit your dema nds Damon.” I was proud of my stand up communications today. First my brother, now this starting to become annoying man. Why was he here anyway? He just smiled and started to walk around the other side of the Dodge, “Open the door Savannah. I’m coming with you.”
    “WHAT? Are you crazy?” What was happening here? I could feel my heart beating through my chest.
    “ Open the door, please Savannah.” He said these words so slowly. It made me weak in my knees, the way he spoke sometimes. I stopped and thought for a moment. I  looked at his handsome features, his eyes so blue, and his lips, the smile splayed across his lips told me he was trouble. That voice was enough to make you lose your mind. I gathered my wits, and my mind. I got in and opened the door. Don’t ask me what I was thinking because obviously I wasn’t. He got in and smiled.
    “I knew you couldn’t resi st me.” He was starting to laugh.
    “Get your belt on, and shut up. I don’t talk while I’m drivin g. Don’t touch my radio either.” If I laid down the rules, he would regret his words. Well one had to hope.
    “You’re the boss.” He was clearly laughing at me. I would make sure that he knew I was in charge.
    I pulled out of the parking lot and headed back towards town. I really wanted to wash this beast. I needed to book it in for a polish to, the fire engine red paint was so shiny, and new looking and I didn’t want it to ever lose it's value.
    “So how did you acquire such a ride ?” Damon said.
    “I thought I told you not t o speak. And it was my fathers.” I didn’t turn my head to look at him as I answered.
    “It’s one hell of a ride, shame you do n’t know how to handle it.” I could see him running his fingers across the dash board. His hands looked manly and rough.
    “You know nothing about my driving, so do as your told and sh ut up.”
    How dare he tell me , I don’t know how to drive? He made me nervous, so I was driving a little slower than normal, but I also didn’t want to make a fool out of myself and show off. I started to relax; I was not going to let him do this to me. I am in charge, not him and his demands. We cruised along the highway, windows down sun roof popped up. It was heaven. He had listened to my instructions and didn’t say a word. I had one hand on the wheel, and the other on my knee, dad would always drove like this, or cruise whichever you would say. I felt his warmth before I felt his hand. I automatically stiffened.
    “Just relax .” He whispered.
    I kept my eyes on the road

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