All was quiet that tiếp theo morning. As the sun finally rose and replaced the moon in the sky, the little birds outside began to rejoice bởi gleefully chirping for hours on end, prompting a man to raise his window angrily, and toss a book at one of the nearby clusters. They scattered and took their business elsewhere as the city began its daily routine.
A slim crack of light edged its way in through the curtains of Hannah and Damion's home, and found its rightful place on Hannah's left eye.
She slowly woke up and rubbed her eyes gently then sat up. They were still on the couch, she noticed, which would greatly explain why her back felt like it was in knots. Hannah dreamily glanced behind her shoulder at Damion, who had one eye slightly open. He yawned and sat up with her.
Hannah smiled. "Morning, handsome."
"Morning, beautiful." He replied, gently kissing her on the cheek. Damion peeked over the đi văng and aimed his vision toward the clock on the stove. With a little help from squinting, he was able to see that it read 9:35 a.m.
"Wow, it's already 30 phút 'til ten." He concluded.
Hannah's eyes shot completely open as she herself turned to look at the clock. "You're joking. Oh my god, I have to get going, I have things I need to work on in my lab." She quickly đã đưa ý kiến as she hopped up from the couch. She unruffled her áo sơ mi and pulled up her pants slightly as she quickly made her way over to the door, only to have Damion jump up and grab her arm.
"Hannah, wait."
"Why?" She hastily asked.
"Maybe.. it'd be best if you, oh, I don't know, relaxed for a day?"
"Damion, I can't, I have to-"
"Hannah, bạn need a ngày off. I'm being serious; after what happened last night, and what bạn told me about the police station, bạn need this." Damion stated concernedly, "And if it means anything at all, I'd sure feel a hell of a lot better if bạn just took it easy for one day."
Hannah hesitated to respond and rubbed her temples a bit. She then sighed.
"I suppose. But tomorrow, I have to get back to work; I literally cannot afford to get behind schedule and, God forbid, ruin my side of the agreement. God knows what they'd do to me if I-"
"Stop. Think of today as a--a recharge, if bạn will, rather than a large setback. Better to work with a fresh mind than a clearly distressed one."
Damion wrapped his arms around her waist lovingly and smirked down at her. "And I think I know how to de-stress the both of us, if bạn get my drift~"
Hannah looked up confused and saw Damion wiggling his eyebrows jokingly. She couldn't help but let out a laugh, and once he saw her smile, he too started laughing.
"Babe, bạn need to work on the seriousness of your sextalk." She mocked kiddingly. Damion smiled as he rolled his eyes and nodded. After this, Hannah softly grabbed his hands and buried her face into his chest. "Buuuut, I wouldn't be objected to this--de-stresser."
Damion quickly pulled away from her and lined his face up with hers, and wiggled his eyebrows once more, but even thêm energetically this time. Hannah smacked his arm.
"Stop!" She laughed.
"Okay, okay!" Damion chuckled as he planted a small Kiss on her neck. A soft smile found its way onto Hannah's face as she returned the favor. And just like that, after a few thêm passionate gestures, her arms wrapped tightly around Damion's shoulders as she jumped up onto his torso and wrapped her legs around him. He coiled his arms around her lower half, holding her body tightly pressed to his own as he began their way to the bedroom. Once Damion was up the stairs, he felt Hannah reach for the bottom of her shirt, and before they could even make it onto the bed, they were already half undressed. Once they finally made it, he sat Hannah down on the edge of the giường and slowly got on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her.
Around this moment, a slim, tall boy, around the age 15, slid his way out of one of the bushes just outside Damion and Hannah's house. Very quietly and cautiously, he crouched over to the rear of Damion's car.
"Hey Jack, I found it." He whispered into his flip phone. The boy turned slightly and motioned to the car awaiting on the opposite side of the street. Inside were three other men, one of them who also happened to be the driver, was Jackson.
Jackson smiled. "Good boy. Now, what I want bạn to do, is knock on their door, and when Demon Eyes opens it, go apeshit on him. Once he's down, total the car. If I'm pleased, we will consider bạn into the gang. Got it?"
"Wh.. What if the lady's there..?"
"Fuck if I care, Kal. I'm just concerned with the guy. Now go, and for the tình yêu of God, cover your face." Jackson đã đưa ý kiến roughly as he closed his phone. The three men turned their attention closely on the boy.
Kal yanked his mui xe over his head and pulled his bandana up over his nose and mouth. He slipped his phone into his pocket, and began slowly making his way to the door, all the while trying to look as normal as possible but failing slightly at it. Once he was at the door, he rose his fist and hesitated for a bit. With a sigh, he went ahead and gave the knock. After a few seconds, there was no answer.
Just as Kal was about to turn around to the car with his superiors and shrug his shoulders--as he did not know what to do next--that is when he saw it. The doorbell.
"Please, please work.. I, I need this job.." Kal đã đưa ý kiến to himself as he pressed the doorbell.
The sound rang through the house. It could've been heard in any room of either floor, but at this specific moment, the sound of ruffling sheets and a slight, continuous creek of the bedframe overpowered it.
Amid the heavy pants and exasperated groans, Damion stopped for a moment. "There's.. there's a visitor, at the door."
"They can come back later." Hannah whispered, nearly out of breath. With one hand grasped at Damion's side, she used her other to softly pull Damion in bởi the back of his head for another deep kiss, which would then resume what had stopped.
Kal waited for 15 giây with still no answer at the door before he rang again, and received the same result.
"Think, dumbass. He's in that house, find out where he is." Jackson harshly mumbled under his breath.
Kal turned to look at the car full of men and happened to lock eyes with Jackson, who was tapping the hàng đầu, đầu trang of his wrist with one finger, signaling that Kal was running out of both time and Jackson's patience.
At this point, he gave up trying to look normal and desperately walked around the house to the windows that gave light to the first floor. Kal peered in and saw that the lights were all off, and no one appeared to be trang chủ at first. But before completely giving up, he knew he had to check the 2nd floor as well. And that is when his eyes found a tall cây that he could climb to check just that.
Little did he know it would give him direct, visual access to the man he was looking for.
A slim crack of light edged its way in through the curtains of Hannah and Damion's home, and found its rightful place on Hannah's left eye.
She slowly woke up and rubbed her eyes gently then sat up. They were still on the couch, she noticed, which would greatly explain why her back felt like it was in knots. Hannah dreamily glanced behind her shoulder at Damion, who had one eye slightly open. He yawned and sat up with her.
Hannah smiled. "Morning, handsome."
"Morning, beautiful." He replied, gently kissing her on the cheek. Damion peeked over the đi văng and aimed his vision toward the clock on the stove. With a little help from squinting, he was able to see that it read 9:35 a.m.
"Wow, it's already 30 phút 'til ten." He concluded.
Hannah's eyes shot completely open as she herself turned to look at the clock. "You're joking. Oh my god, I have to get going, I have things I need to work on in my lab." She quickly đã đưa ý kiến as she hopped up from the couch. She unruffled her áo sơ mi and pulled up her pants slightly as she quickly made her way over to the door, only to have Damion jump up and grab her arm.
"Hannah, wait."
"Why?" She hastily asked.
"Maybe.. it'd be best if you, oh, I don't know, relaxed for a day?"
"Damion, I can't, I have to-"
"Hannah, bạn need a ngày off. I'm being serious; after what happened last night, and what bạn told me about the police station, bạn need this." Damion stated concernedly, "And if it means anything at all, I'd sure feel a hell of a lot better if bạn just took it easy for one day."
Hannah hesitated to respond and rubbed her temples a bit. She then sighed.
"I suppose. But tomorrow, I have to get back to work; I literally cannot afford to get behind schedule and, God forbid, ruin my side of the agreement. God knows what they'd do to me if I-"
"Stop. Think of today as a--a recharge, if bạn will, rather than a large setback. Better to work with a fresh mind than a clearly distressed one."
Damion wrapped his arms around her waist lovingly and smirked down at her. "And I think I know how to de-stress the both of us, if bạn get my drift~"
Hannah looked up confused and saw Damion wiggling his eyebrows jokingly. She couldn't help but let out a laugh, and once he saw her smile, he too started laughing.
"Babe, bạn need to work on the seriousness of your sextalk." She mocked kiddingly. Damion smiled as he rolled his eyes and nodded. After this, Hannah softly grabbed his hands and buried her face into his chest. "Buuuut, I wouldn't be objected to this--de-stresser."
Damion quickly pulled away from her and lined his face up with hers, and wiggled his eyebrows once more, but even thêm energetically this time. Hannah smacked his arm.
"Stop!" She laughed.
"Okay, okay!" Damion chuckled as he planted a small Kiss on her neck. A soft smile found its way onto Hannah's face as she returned the favor. And just like that, after a few thêm passionate gestures, her arms wrapped tightly around Damion's shoulders as she jumped up onto his torso and wrapped her legs around him. He coiled his arms around her lower half, holding her body tightly pressed to his own as he began their way to the bedroom. Once Damion was up the stairs, he felt Hannah reach for the bottom of her shirt, and before they could even make it onto the bed, they were already half undressed. Once they finally made it, he sat Hannah down on the edge of the giường and slowly got on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her.
Around this moment, a slim, tall boy, around the age 15, slid his way out of one of the bushes just outside Damion and Hannah's house. Very quietly and cautiously, he crouched over to the rear of Damion's car.
"Hey Jack, I found it." He whispered into his flip phone. The boy turned slightly and motioned to the car awaiting on the opposite side of the street. Inside were three other men, one of them who also happened to be the driver, was Jackson.
Jackson smiled. "Good boy. Now, what I want bạn to do, is knock on their door, and when Demon Eyes opens it, go apeshit on him. Once he's down, total the car. If I'm pleased, we will consider bạn into the gang. Got it?"
"Wh.. What if the lady's there..?"
"Fuck if I care, Kal. I'm just concerned with the guy. Now go, and for the tình yêu of God, cover your face." Jackson đã đưa ý kiến roughly as he closed his phone. The three men turned their attention closely on the boy.
Kal yanked his mui xe over his head and pulled his bandana up over his nose and mouth. He slipped his phone into his pocket, and began slowly making his way to the door, all the while trying to look as normal as possible but failing slightly at it. Once he was at the door, he rose his fist and hesitated for a bit. With a sigh, he went ahead and gave the knock. After a few seconds, there was no answer.
Just as Kal was about to turn around to the car with his superiors and shrug his shoulders--as he did not know what to do next--that is when he saw it. The doorbell.
"Please, please work.. I, I need this job.." Kal đã đưa ý kiến to himself as he pressed the doorbell.
The sound rang through the house. It could've been heard in any room of either floor, but at this specific moment, the sound of ruffling sheets and a slight, continuous creek of the bedframe overpowered it.
Amid the heavy pants and exasperated groans, Damion stopped for a moment. "There's.. there's a visitor, at the door."
"They can come back later." Hannah whispered, nearly out of breath. With one hand grasped at Damion's side, she used her other to softly pull Damion in bởi the back of his head for another deep kiss, which would then resume what had stopped.
Kal waited for 15 giây with still no answer at the door before he rang again, and received the same result.
"Think, dumbass. He's in that house, find out where he is." Jackson harshly mumbled under his breath.
Kal turned to look at the car full of men and happened to lock eyes with Jackson, who was tapping the hàng đầu, đầu trang of his wrist with one finger, signaling that Kal was running out of both time and Jackson's patience.
At this point, he gave up trying to look normal and desperately walked around the house to the windows that gave light to the first floor. Kal peered in and saw that the lights were all off, and no one appeared to be trang chủ at first. But before completely giving up, he knew he had to check the 2nd floor as well. And that is when his eyes found a tall cây that he could climb to check just that.
Little did he know it would give him direct, visual access to the man he was looking for.
