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would give in to my pouting and agree that we wait a little more. But we both knew things would have been easier if our relationship was known. He could have taken me to my meeting or taken me out to lunch. But instead we were left with stolen glances in public and secret meetings in private. I knew he wanted more. He hated having to hide me, having to hide his feelings in public. He would reach his breaking point soon and I needed to prevent that from happening.
    “I’m all yours tomorrow night baby.”
    “Damn straight. I’m going to fuck the shit out of you until you can’t walk.” It was definitely time for my exit. I quickly kissed him and walked out the door needing a cold shower asap. This wasn’t getting any easier.
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    I looked at myself one last time in the mirror. I decided to wear a yellow chiffon dress. The halter top dress fit tightly around my beast and curves, while leaving my back comp letely exposed. The opening ended right above my lower back, as the skirt flowed loosely to my feet. I had picked that specific dress with Damien in mind. The split up the front that reached an inch above my knee would give him the perfect invitation. I fixed a couple of loose strands of hair that fell from my bun and headed out the door.
    Arriving at the Cancer Research Gala with the anticipation of seeing Damien left me feeling giddy. Every year I attended the Gala with a feeling of dread. I went in honor of my mother but with my father never in attendance I faced the burden and sadness of my mother’s passing on my own. Now, I had Damien to lessen that burden. I was no longer alone.
    I got into the regular swing of things by taking pictures and doing interviews. I put on my “public face” as I greeted people I didn’t really know and some I didn’t like. But it was part of being in the public eye. I knew how to play my part well. Once I was finally able to walk around and find Damien, Heather stopped me in mid stride.
    “Hey, Lina! OMG you look awesome in that dress. Letting some skin show I see. I like,” she said in her bubbly voice. I tried my best not to roll my eyes at her comment. So I plastered a fake smile on my face, thanking her. She continued to go on about how she spent all day looking for a dress. I tuned her out doing subtle “ohs” and “uh huhs” while I continued to scan the room for Damien. As Heather moved on to talking about matching the dress with the right shoes, I spotted Damien and we locked eyes instantly. His gaze widened and darkened as he looked at me. Politely excusing himself from the group of men he was talking to; he walked out to the balcony. Two seconds later I got a text from him saying:
    COME TO THE BALCONY.
    I quickly found a reason to excuse myself and left Heather to mingle with the other attendees, while I swiftly moved through the crowd to join Damien outside. Reaching the threshold of the balcony doorway, I found him standing gracefully looking out into the night with a glass of champagne in hand. I smiled because this was exactly how we first met each other but the roles were in reverse. I walked up and stood right beside him mimicking his stance, trying my hardest to fight the urge to touch him as I could feel his warmth radiating off him.
    “I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be so clos e to me right now,” he said hoarsely.
    “You called me out here, remember?” I said teasingly.
    “Yes. I wanted to get you to myself for a few minutes.”
    “I’m all yours,” I said seductively. He turned to me and looked at me from head to toe. I felt naked as he slowly undressed me with his eyes. My core tightened with wanting.
    “You look gorgeous . That dress was made for you. I’m so hard for you right now, Catalina.” My heart began to pound rapidly in my chest. The desire he felt matched my own. The yearning I had for him created a boldness