The Biker's Rules novel Chapter 26

***POV - Melaena

I know it would probably cause a revolution or the next World War if this was a real date. I slip my phone back into my pants. Damion looks at his phone and reads the messages and before I can say anything he shakes his head laughing.

"They gave permission it seems as long as I keep my pants on. So what's your answer?" He looks straight into my eyes and catawampus, I do want to go on a date with him, but not until he decides what he truly wants.

"Maybe, but before we date, let's play 20 questions ... to get to know each other a little better," I throw the bone out there, hoping to get him to open up a bit.

"Huh?" He looks down at me as a small wave splash over our feet and I condemn those eyes of him.

"Favourite TV series?" I ask to get things going.

"I like GOT and Criminal Minds. You?"

"Vampire Diaries. There's just something about it that keeps me glued to the screen."

"Never seen it."

"Ug, are you serious? We'll just have to watch it sometime!" The words are out before I grasp exactly what I said. Did I just admit that I want to spend some more time with him? Damion looks down at me but I can't read his expression.

"What will the perfect date be?" Damion kicks some sand up with his foot.

"Um, don't think it truly matters when it's with the right person, but not something overboard. Something simple but perfect." He gives a small chuckle.

"Like a night at the zoo or a day at the Boardwalk?" I'm going to ignore that statement, totally ignore it.

"Tits or ass." I'm trying to rattle him, but I think I'm rattling myself more ... cause I'm starting to fall harder for Damion Grimm every time I see him. Ug, who am I kidding, I've fallen for him many moons ago.

"You going to make me choose? We both agreed that you have nice tits, remember ... but I'll let you in on a little secret. You also have a pretty perfect ass. Please don't make me choose!" He pulls a sour face with pleading eyes. Yep, I'm a total sucker for punishment.

"Brains or braw?" His next question. I stop and put my finger on my lips, acting as if I'm in deep thought.

"Both ... I need something to drool over during deep conversations."

"So would I comply ... I mean, just look at what you're getting here." He moves his hands in an up and down motion, gesturing to his body. I just shake my head thinking that it's definitely a droolable piece of meat. "And I have the brains too!"

"Cocky much?"

"It's my signature trade. Runs in the family remember."

"Oh, my word, don't you ever get embarrassed or feel shy, timid, uncertain, unsure, something, anything?"

"Huh?" He stops and cocks his head to the side, looking baffled. I guess those feelings are unprecedented to him.

"It seems those words are foreign to you." He pouts his mouth and then that famous grin smothers his way-to-handsome face.

"And here I thought my feelings are an open book."

"Nope, you're moody, dark, mysterious, and extremely cocky, typical Batman attitude."

"True, but I'm not one to brag or anything." His super sexy smile grows a little bigger.

"OMG, I'm so not gonna comment on that." I stop and look up at him. Another wave splashes around our legs. A small group of very pretty girls jogs up to us, wearing skimpy outfits. They openly stare at Damion and he gives them that signature smirk, tipping his head to the side. I try to ignore the stares and look at the sand instead. The one almost falls over her own feet and I just roll my eyes at the sky.

"Hi, Mel!" One shouts and only then do I see it's Thalia. I wave at her feeling a bit silly, cause here I am walking hand in hand with her lover. I quickly pull my hand from his but he grabs it back again giving me a warning look that says don't-you-dare-try-that-shit-again.

"Coffee later Damion?" she shouts giving him two thumbs up for some reason. The girls giggle and then continue their jog. I look at him, annoyed, shaking my head. And for some or other reason, I want to shout at them to leave him the hell alone. I can't believe he just organized a get-together with Thalia while holding my hand. He's unbelievable.

"Seriously?"

"What? They started it." He shrugs his shoulders, now trying his fuck-me-face on me.

"Stop doing that! It's just sad to look at." He's not faced and just pulls his eyebrows up, making him even harder to resist.

"I thought this beach was like private or something?"

"It is, but Thalia and her friends are staying with my parents for a few days before leaving overseas." His explanation does nothing to ease the jealousy I'm feeling right now. I need to know more or I'll go hysterically crazy.

"I'm not going to say that I don't know who that is - I don't want to lose points in your book. But give me a minute to google them." He falls onto his back, takes out his phone, and swipes the screen. I watch him looking at his phone for a while, he frowns, and then he looks up, annoyingly sexy grin back.

"I m way sexier than any of these dudes," I slap myself and fall backward, lying on the sand again.

"You're serious right now? Damn, you are something else." I say seriously thinking he must be the cockiest guy ever, but he's right ... he might just be hunkier than all of those guys. He laughs.

"Glad you notice that. I'm one of a kind."

"You can say that again. The irritating hateful and annoying kind."

"They say love and hate are separated by a thin line."

"You realize that you're an arrogant bastard, don't you," I suddenly remember exactly why I hate him. Damion moves closer, supporting himself on one arm and then he moves his other hand up along my arm. Goosebumps spread across my skin, butterflies move around in my stomach and I'm lost in the moment. I open my eyes and look at him. He's a player, he's playing with you Mel, get your mind in the game! I'm desperately trying to keep myself from listening to neither my heart nor my body.

"You're doing that eye thing again!" He smiles, shaking his head.

"It's not an eye thing ... My eyes are just naturally irresistible, can't help it. Mel, I ... " He sits up and runs his fingers through his hair. "... I had a good time today."

"Me too." Me and Damion Grimm are seriously having a moment like never before. He bends over and moves his head closer. He's going to kiss me. This is it. I look at his plump kissable lips and open my mouth slightly in anticipation.

A big wave swoops in and floods cold salty water all over us. Damion quickly holds his phone in the air. I scramble to get up, drenched. I dig for my phone in my back pocket. Ug, it's wet, just like me – and I mean it in more ways than one. It's cold with the wind blowing from the ocean's side. I shiver and can feel the goosebumps on my skin again, but this time it's because I'm truly freezing.

"I'm cold," I whisper. Damion smirks and looks at my breasts.

"I can see that." I grasp that I have a pertinent nipple-stand pushing through the wet material.

"Jerk!" I bunch my arms across my chest.

"You're not helping your cause or mine." I look down and see that my boobs are now bunched up and almost protruding from my top. He looks at me and I see the lust in his eyes, but then, like flipping a switch, his eyes change into emotionless pits.

"We have to get you back before you freeze." Flip, this guy will truly drive me bonkers, he changes moods like I change panties. He puts his arms around me and pulls me close so his body can warm me up. I drop my head on his shoulder, still too stunned to talk so we walk back in silence.