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it around my index finger before offering it to him. Damian takes it off my finger with his teeth and starts to chew as he leans back in his chair. “Eat, Sydney. I want to watch you enjoy some first then I want you to feed me more” he commands.
     
    I pick up another hoop and dip it into the sauce before popping it into my mouth. I close my eyes and block out all of my other senses, all I have left now is my sense of taste. When the exquisite flavors explode on my taste buds I moan and allow my head to fall back. When I open my eyes Damian’s eyes look glassy and he raises an eyebrow at me as he shifts in his seat. I repeat the dipping with another hoop and lean towards Damian who opens his mouth and once again uses his teeth to snag the calamari from around my finger. When he starts to chew I leave my finger on his lips. After he chews he nips at the pad of my finger.
     
    “Ow. What was that for?” I ask.
     
    “Couldn’t help it. More please” Damian demands with a slight raise of the corner of his lips. I obey and feed him hoop after hoop watching as he nips them off my finger. When he’s had enough he leans back in his chair and tells me it’s my turn again. I finish off the last of the calamari as the waiter returns with our salads. There’s this growing feeling in the pit of my belly, a burning feeling and I don’t know if I can eat another bite.
     
    Damian tucks into his salad and once I taste mine I know why. I instantly taste the romaine mixed with eggs, lemon juice, olive oil, grated Parmesan cheese, salt, and pepper. Damian finishes chewing what he’s placed into his mouth, wipes his mouth then asks, “Can I ask you a question?”
     
    “Sure, I’m all yours” I say.
     
    “Interesting choice of words, Sydney. You know eating is a very sensual experience but I’m wondering what you enjoyed more, me feeding you or when you fed me?”
     
    “Um…if I’m being honest” I begin but Damian interrupts. “You will always be honest with me Sydney; I won’t have it any other way.”
     
    “Um..okay. As I was saying, if I’m being honest, which I am, I enjoyed feeding you. But it made me a little uncomfortable. I liked being fed better. Why do you ask?”
     
    “We’ll discuss that at another time but that’s what I thought. You seem apprehensive when you’re the one controlling things, you seem much more comfortable when I take the lead. Good to know, I like. Now I believe there is still another question that you have left unanswered. Boyfriends.”
     
    I give up and decide to finally stop eluding his question. “I have never had one so there’s really nothing to say” I admit with my head slightly down, embarrassed about the truth while Damian munches on more of his salad.
     
    As he uses his pointer finger to lift my chin so I am once again looking at him in the eye he says, “Sydney, come on. Do you honestly expect me to believe that? I told you, only the truth. You are striking; your hair alone can bring a man to his knees. I feel like I’ve been on mine since I met you. Your eyes put a hold over the person looking into them and I won’t comment on your body as it would be rude not having the privilege of personal knowledge of it but Sydney, but you are flawless.”
     
    I become breathless from his words; they overpower my senses and send me into a tailspin. I manage to tell Damian that I am telling the truth and that in high school I was an angry kid after my parents got divorced and my mom got a new boyfriend so I kept to myself. I conveniently omit the real reason for my less than charming personality during those years. I tell him that I did whatever I could to cover myself up and make myself as invisible as possible. All I wanted to do was blend in; I didn’t want anyone to know I was there. I didn’t want to be touched; I wanted to be left alone. “When all the other girls wanted to be some exotic flavor like Tutti Fruitti all I wanted to be was vanilla” I admit