Wreck Me

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burn.”
    “Everything gives you heart burn,” I toss over my shoulder as I walk out of his office to get the menu from under the front counter.
    “Holy hell! You scared the shit out of me!” I nearly jump out of my skin at the sight of Damon holding a big brown paper sack in front of the counter.
    “Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. You said you were swamped so I thought you would like some lunch?” He grins feeling very proud of his charming gesture, no doubt. It is nice. I smile and snatch the bag from him.
    “What the hell did you bring? This thing is heavy!” He shrugs and looks sheepish again which does something weird to my insides. I get all mushy when he looks at me with those bashful amber eyes.
    “I don’t really know what you like yet, so I bought one of each.” There are enough sub sandwiches in the bag to feed a dozen people. I can’t believe he would order all this food. I would have eaten whatever he brought. The gesture alone has me feeling gushy and giddy on the inside. It’s bizarre.
    “Oh and I didn’t know what you wanted to drink so I got a variety.”
    “Thank you.” I smile broad and I swear it feels like the first time I have smiled…ever.
    “You’re breath taking, you know that?” His voice is low and lust filled. It makes my insides stir and crave his touch. I set the bag on the counter and then take the other bag from his hand and turn to set it on the counter. I step forward and get up on tip toes to kiss him. I wrap my arms around his neck and his chiseled arms enfold me. He pulls me into him and lifts me from my feet. I lean in to cover his mouth with mine and do my best to show him my appreciation. Not just for the lunch, but for the distraction too. I feel like my world is crumbling beneath my feet but Damon walks in and I have something to grab onto. It’s frightening and comforting all in the same. His velvet tongue slips over my lips and moves rhythmically against mine. I moan into his mouth and his arms tighten around me. I can feel his erection pressed against me and damn I wish we were at his place right about now. I can feel my skin turn flush with heat and arousal. I break away from his amazing lips and press my cheek to his while I catch my breath.
    “Has anything come to mind yet?”
    “No.” I answer honestly. I still have no clue why I feel like I know him and really haven’t had much time today to explore my memories.
    “You?”
    “No. Nothing.”
    “Let’s eat.” He lays another kiss on my lips before setting me to my feet. I sigh and grab his hand to lead him. I pop my head into Sutton’s office. The old bastard is sleeping again. Pitiful. Maybe it’s a good thing the store is closing. He really should have retired a long time ago. I don’t want to give him another heart attack but I know he is hungry.
    “Pssst!” His eyes crack open and he peers at me sleepily. I grin and hold up the bag.
    “Looky, looky Captain. Come eat old man.” He rumbles and grumbles under his breath as he sits up and stands from that rickety chair. One day it’s going to give out and he is going to break a fucking hip. I’ve told him that, but he ignores me. We sit down at the small table at the back of the store and I drag over an extra chair for Damon. I dig out the multitude of subs and make the introductions. “Damon this is my boss Stanley Sutton. Sutton this is my friend, Damon Cole.” They shake hands and Sutton eyes Damon speculatively.
    “Friend huh?” Sutton grumbles. I give him the stink eye, but he ignores it. I’m afraid he has grown accustomed to my dirty looks over the years.
    “Yep. Friends. That alright by you?” Damon says nothing while watching me verbally duke it out with Sutton.
    “Fine by me as long as nothing interferes with your work.” He stares across the small table at Damon and they are exchanging some subliminal man thing. I don’t get it but, whatever. I have never introduced Sutton to anyone I have hooked up with for

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