| 31 | Jealousy

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A/N: Hey guys! Im so sorry it took my longer to update this time around.πŸ™ˆ We actually had a power outage due to a severe storm in my area so I didn't have any power to charge my computer and write. I finally got power back today and decided to sit down while the kiddies were down for a nap and write! LOL🀣

Hope you guys enjoy this one! We have a few more chapters but the ending is in sight!😭



| Damon |

I knew it. I knew the second Aden eyes ate up Ariels curves like she was the best created dessert, ready to be ravished. Ariel is such a devastatingly beautiful girl and what makes her even more attractive is the fact that she doesn't even see it so I don't blame Aden for looking at her in such a way but my insides grow hot with rage and all I want to do is slam my fists against the table, throw Ariel over my shoulder and haul her back home to show her exactly whose woman she is but I don't...

I faintly hear there conversation that Im trying my damned hardest to nod and smile along with.

"Oh, you would love it there, Ariel β€” " Aden sends her his boyish grin. He's now seated between us both at the head of the table, his legs straddling the back of a chair. Ive never seen him so focused in my entire life, I think he looked over a me once.

"β€” Theres this quaint little pastry shop there with a sweet older lady who would remind you of your grandmother. She makes the best CannelΓ©s. I swear paired with an expresso they are to die for..."

Ariel smiled, her hand under her chin. She was listening so intently and being so innocently kind to him but to me it felt like a dig to the chest and I cant undo that feeling as hard as I may try.

"Really? Oh I would love to go one day. It's been my dream to travel Paris and taste all their pastries, cheeses, wines..." her voice trailed off as I allow my mind to wander to the night she night she told me of that said dream. I feel an itch in my hands to grab my phone and book her the flight this second and an ache in my heart to be the one to share that dream with her.

I groan internally. I need to fucking rid my mind of these thoughts. This is dangerous territory.

Doesn't mean I cant want to give my friend everything she deserves though, right?

I sit there and take it. I take their laughs and light conversation with as much willpower as god has given me and let me say that my patience is running very thin.

Aden may be my best friend from back in school but just the thought of something serious actually blossoming between them from this one meeting has my jaw twitching in anger and jealousy bubbling in my stomach. I have no right to feel this way, I know I don't. I told myself plenty of times that sex is as far as it can go with Ariel and I. She deserves so much better, she deserves her dream of a husband and kids...

A brief moment of insanity causes a vision to flash within the depths of my mind β€” chasing two young kids around a grassy yard, their screams and laughs filled the air as they run to the deck calling out mommy, and right there leaning against the sliding doors is s brightly smiling Ariel. She engulfs the kids tight as they tackle her legs. I walk up to her and kiss her on the lips. She whispers against mine Dinners ready baby...

And the vision ends there as I force my head to shake free from those simplistic marital thoughts. Thats not us, it can't ever be us...

Their laughs fill the table and pull me out of my thoughts. Aden seems to have moved his chair closer to her side and I don't like it one bit, I curl my hand into a fist on the table, my nails biting into the flesh of my palm to control my emotions β€” I listen in on their conversation and plaster the fake smile on my face.

"I cant believe we have been sitting here for half an hour and you didn't bring up the fact that you were a baker too." Aden shakes his head in a disbelieving manner but a smile still poised on his lips.

Ariel shrugs "Well it didn't come up, plus I didn't exactly want to take away from the experience of how such a successful baker came to be..."

He chuckled "Lots of hard work and dedication sweetheart, like anything else worth waiting for." He nudges his head softly at her "But I want to know about you, I know you're a baker, do you own a shop as well?"

She bites her lower lip and hesitates. I know that hesitation and the look in her eye. She seems embarrassed and surrounded by all this she may feel out of her league but she truly has no idea just how great she is and how perfect she fits in here.

When she told me about her customer that reviewed her bakery on her personal blog, I was so overwhelmed with happiness for her and so proud of everything she had done to get to where she is at now; and not only that but I saw her, I saw her in the ideal bakery she wanted and every bone in my body wanted to push forward and do something to make her dream happen even quicker. Id be lying if I said I didn't want to be there to see her eyes light up and a smile hurt her cheeks the day she is standing in front of her own place.

"Not yet," she had responded "But it's my dream too β€” " she quickly added "Im just starting my journey as a baker but I'm hoping with all my hard work Sweet Treats will transform from a dream to reality!"

He rose a brow "Wait, Sweet Treats? Thats the name of your online bakery?"

She nodded her head taking a quick sip of her coffee "Mhmm."

His lips suddenly broke out in a grin "Holy shit. This really is a small world," he commented under his breath before asking her "Do you remember a bride named Haley, you had pastries made for her β€” "

Ariel suddenly cut him off with a gasp "Yes! She actually just posted a blog raving about my business!"

He chuckled at her enthusiasm "Thats my sister."

I rolled my eyes internally and grunted to myself, Of course it was...

Her lips parted in shock but the smile still bright on her face.

He leaned forward closer to her on the table and laughed once more "You know she called me that day and told me I had some serious competition..." Ariel blushed and he grinned at the pink cheeks "...She failed to tell me how beautiful my competition was though, Id gladly let you take first place any day of the week."

My leg was shaking under the table and my hand held a death grip on my cup of coffee, I should have been given fucking first place for controlling my emotions so well. Aden was on thin ice right now, but I made sure I didn't let it show.

"Stop, you've done amazing things here and truthfully all the desserts I've tried so far are delicious and if I didn't have to keep my body in check I wouldn't have the strength to stop eating them."

I narrowed my eyes Ariels way, not liking the dig she made at her weight. I gave her a pointed look and grunted "Ariel..."

She snapped her head at my deep warning tone and I didn't miss the sweet tinge of pink blush on her cheeks β€” I wanted so bad to reach over the table and kiss the apples of her cheeks.

Aden cut in with a scoff "Please," he flashed her a grin "If it were up to me I would have you continuously eating my pastries just to hear your..." he paused and licked his lips "enjoyment."

Ariels blush turned from pink to red. She looked over at me with a nervous smile, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

I tried to send her a reassuring one but as soon as she looked back at Aden, I ground my teeth together, my jaw tightening and my nails biting further into my palm. I didn't miss the hidden meaning to his words and the underlying tone, Ariel may have but I sure as hell didn't.

I had to keep telling myself to calm down and not jump over the table and pummel my friend. His blatant flirting was hitting all the right nerves inside of me and what's worse is that Ariel couldn't see through his words and obvious attraction.

I slapped Aden in the stomach, trying my best to make it seem like I was messing around with him. I had to do something, I was about to explode. "Dial down the flirting a notch, A..." Using his nickname, I tried to laugh but it came out as more of a scoff. "...I don't need you scaring off my friends."

I suddenly felt eyes on the side of my head and peered over Ariels way. A flash of hurt was in her eyes. When my eyes lingered on hers to make sure what I saw was true, she turned away from me and looked down at the floor.

Fuck.

I sighed and wanted to kick myself. That right there is when I knew I messed up. She meant more to me than just a friend, we share something special but I don't do labels and she's not my girlfriend so what else was I supposed to refer to her as?

"Wait," Aden's voice cut off the tension between Ariel and I, although I didn't tear my eyes away from her as he spoke.

"This beautiful girl isn't yours?" His gaze shot to mine with a raised brow.

Yes.

I cleared my throat. I looked from him to Ariel, who was still looking at the floor and then back to him. Swallowing the thick lump in my throat I responded "N-No..."

He wasted no time in allowing me to continue and moved his gaze to Ariel. "Good to know." He smiled and when her head shot up and her eyes met his, he licked his lips and kept his eyes trained on her for a few moments before lifting up from his chair.

"You know I'm in the process of trying to create a new recipe for this Italian inspired dessert. It's like a cross between a tiramisu and a cheesecake." As he explained I feared what his next words would be.

"I could use a second opinion..." Ariels eyes were wide with curiosity as he shrugged his shoulders, continuing. "Maybe a beautiful baker like yourself would be the perfect candidate to give me a hand?"

"Oh," Ariel swallowed nervously and her hands fidgeted in her lap "Uhm, m-may β€” "

Im done with this shit and Aden's casual flirting! I have no right to be pissed and even less right to drag Ariel out of here in a showing that she's my woman.

But guess what? I did it anyway...

The chair screeched against the floor as I jumped up out of it. I glared at the back of Aden's head just before he looked my way and then turned my attention to Ariel.

"We really need to get going Ariel." I managed to grit out between my teeth β€” anger flaring inside of me at all of Aden's hidden meanings and insinuations. The boy could smooth talk his way into a woman pants, that much I knew as of now. A lot better than he did in high school.

| Ariel |

I might have an innocent mind at times and behave a bit clueless when it comes to men but I sure as hell wasn't that clueless to not know jealousy when I saw it. The look in Damons eyes when he sat there watching Aden and I chatting it up and the rough edge in his voice when he stood and demanded it was time to go made that perfectly clear. That and because I would probably find myself reacting the same if he was flirting with another woman but there in lies problem number one, I wasn't flirting with Aden, there's a difference between flirting and being friendly...

Problem number two? What was it his right to become so jealous? He is acting as if I am his girlfriend or his wife and he has some sort of claim on me.

You would love it if you held his ring on your left hand. I gulped and briefly glanced down at my ring finger β€” Yes my inner musings were right.

What we have between us is just friendship and sex, right? This is how he wanted it, how he has always wanted it so why should I feel the need to justify myself not flirting with someone and why should he feel the need to become possessive and territorial?

I took in a deep breath to calm myself, I was getting a headache.

As soon as I lifted myself off my chair and shot a smile towards Aden, I gave him a soft whisper of a goodbye but he wasn't done with his, he boldly leaned in and engulfed me in a short goodbye hug and I say short because a strong hand gripped onto mine, threading his fingers and yanking my arm, pulling me away from Aden's hug and into his side.

Aden rose a brow in confusion. He stared Damon down for about a second then grinned knowingly and shook his head with a laugh.

"Just a friend, huh man?" He commented before giving Damon a slap on the back and a short wink "Great seeing you again man..."

Damon nodded and grunted a yeah sure, you too in response.

Aden turned his attention towards me and smiled "Nice meeting you Ariel, hopefully I will see you back here soon."

I nodded in acknowledgment and returned the smile, before seeing his retreating figure head behind the display cases and towards the back of the bakery.

Damon had a soft, firm hold on my hand but that didn't stop him from leading me out of the bakery with a firm tug and my side attached to his like he was proving I was his only.

I wanted to push him off to show him silently that I was not his wife nor his girlfriend so he had no reason to be acting this way.

So that is exactly what I did.

I pulled my hand out from under his and pushed away from his body slightly.

He missed my hand by a hair as I walked away from him and he tried to pull me back. "Ariel." I heard the warning tone in his voice but I kept on walking back to the car, on my own with Damon only a couple steps behind.

He caught up to me in no time which was feasible considering his long strides and quicker steps but he said nothing as he walked side by side with me. I could feel his heated gaze on me and I swore that if I looked up at him his eyes would be that intense dark green that could pierce right through to my soul.

I wasn't mad at him, I was just trying to prove a point. I wasn't his to become territorial over. Well, not forever anyway...

As soon as I get to the car, I reach out to grip the handle but the heat of his body comes crashes in behind me. His palm slams on the hood of the car while his other hand brushes my fingers away from the handle "Quite a bold move you did back there princess."

I find myself wanting to grin because only around him could I ever be bold. I could hear the edge on his voice and a part of me suspected he knew why I did what I did.

He opened the door and ushered me inside with a hand on my lower back and not another word. He slammed the door shut and walked over to the drivers side, getting in and shutting his own door. He was quiet while he turned on the ignition but he made no move to put the car in reverse or back out of the parking spot. His hand white knuckled the steering wheel while his other arm sat on the edge of the window, his thumb under his chin and finger on top of his upper lip as he looked straight ahead.

Minutes passed and he didn't look my way. The car was dead silent. His face looked as if he were deep in thought about something. I wondered with my teeth tugging at my bottom lip if he was thinking about us and what happened back at Aden's.

I slowly reached over and placed a hand on his thigh "Damon," I began, my hand squeezed softly on his leg. "We were just talking and getting to know each other, I mean he's your friend, wouldn't you want β€” "

I was cut off by his hand gripping the nape of my neck, his finger threading through my hair as he pulled me towards him, his forehead pressing against mine. His lips wasted no time to cover mine in a heated, fierce kiss that showed me a raw form of his possession. His teeth tugged at my bottom lip before he pulled away and whispered in a hiss "Just talking? Thats absolute bullshit and you know it..." he paused moving his mouth from my lips to the shell of my ear. Goosebumps overtook my body as he spoke softly, huskily. "Did you like him flirting with you? Is that why you were mad I pulled you away from him so quickly, huh?"

My nipples puckered just from the sound of his voice and his soft breath against my ear. "I w-wasnt mad."

Of course my stupid stuttering would come back at this moment. I wasn't nervous, he was simply effecting me the way he always does, the way no other man can. I was aroused to say the least.

"No?" He nibbled on my earlobe "Then why make a scene of pushing away from me?"

I inhaled sharply and exhaled my words all in one breath "I was making a point." I closed my eyes and squeezed my legs together, at the feel of his lips on my neck, my sweet spot to be exact, right below my ear. "You were wrongfully acting like a jealous ass."

He smirked against my neck and mumbled "Very bold today princess." He pulled away slightly and looked into my eyes "Were you thinking about him the way you think about me?"

Something flashed within his eyes and it was almost as if he wasn't being sexual or seductive, it's almost as if he were becoming vulnerable and asking for my true thoughts, but as soon as I saw it, it was gone in the next few seconds.

I swallowed thickly and pressed a hand against his chest, my fingers gripping his shirt lightly "Not at all Damon."

He searched my eyes once more before claiming my neck with his lips again "No?" He questioned trailed down my pulse and sucking lightly. I whimpered and gave in, letting my head fall back, giving him more access.

He grunted and alternated between sucking and nibbling "Who are you thinking about right now?"

I moaned out softly "You..."

"Me." he confirmed as he moved his lips from my neck and ran his hand up my neck, his thumb lightly caressing beneath my jaw. He looked into my eyes before peppering kisses along said jaw and towards my lips. "Are you wet for me baby?" He whispered against them.

A needy moan came from my throat "Yes."

His other hand reached over the console and rested on my thigh, inching its way up my sundress with each passing second. I gasped as his fingers finally got high enough and brushed against the material of my panties. He smirked against my lips before taking my breath away with another rough passionate kiss that ignited all types of fierce butterflies within my belly. His fingers continued swiping at my lips and probing me through my panties as I wiggled my bottom beneath the cars seat begging for more.

"Thats right because only I can make you this wet." He pressed a soft kiss to my lips before skillfully putting the car in reverse and he lifting his head to check his surroundings. He quickly backed out of the parking spot with one hand. The other was too busy still teasing me under my sundress.

He drove off down the street and glanced my way with a smirk, licking his lips on the process. His fingers stopped swiping at my dampened panties but only for a second to slap my thighs lightly "Spread those legs for me baby."

I bit my lower lip and watched him shift with his left hand to third gear and quickly move it back to the string wheel. Oh my...that was unbelievably sexy. My panties were no longer damp, they were soaked and my legs slowly fell opening response to his touch.

All I could think was lucky me that I decided to dress pretty after my breakdown and feel confident by wearing a knee length sundress today. I whimpered and he smirked, still focused on the road.

"Don't worry, I'm going to take care of you baby. Lie back." That was the last thing he said before getting drowned out by my soft pleas and his fingers sheathed inside me.Β 







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