"You have to come later than everyone else' I blutly said to Damon on the phone.
'Of course there's logic behind it! If you're here when guests start arriving they might suspect something...Just don't fight me on this...' I sighed heavily and looked at the antique clock on my wall.
'I'll see you soon.' I hung up and went to check my lipstick in the mirror.
This was me now. A three bedroom apartment on the Upper East Side. It's huge, far too big for one person but I love the views and the building and it was someone else's money.
The decor was minimal, I haven't had time to make it my own yet. I was lucky to have enough time to put things from boxes into corners. The place was somehow homely and yet I wanted to know whether I was ready to move someone else in?
Remains to be seen.
'Welcome! The barman will make you cocktails if you go right through there!' I pointed at the double doors that led into my second living room/bar (!). It does sound ridiculous, I also must;'ve repeated that phrase a thousand time. I didn't mind though, lots of people were coming and I wanted everyone to have a good time.
'Finally' Damon pulled me behind the door to give me a kiss away from everyone's eyes. I kissed him back gladly but was scared in case more guests would appear.
'Come on!' I walked with him to the inside of my new apartment, this is the first time he's seen it.
'It's amazing' he commented quite rightly, 'I prefered you in Nolita though'
'I just felt like I needed to be closer to the action' I didn't want to justify my sudden move. 'Go and have a drink. I'll catch up with you later.
I saw Isaac, I wasn't surpised seeing as I invited him.
'Hey there' I casually greeted him. 'Having fun?'
'It's a great party and I'm loving the music' I had Kings of Leon' new album play on full blast.
'Thanks and thanks' I giggled a little uncomfortably. 'Listen, there's no hard feelings between us. I'm over the whole thing' I was being honest.
He looked....I don't actually know. His body didn't move through out that conversation. He finally blinked.
'Thank you'. We nodded at each other and I left.
I was fairly sure that those would be the last words we ever spoke. I didn't feel anything, not even anger and that could only be a good thing.
Char found him quite quickly. Yes, I invited her too. I didn't know if I wanted us to friends but I did want her to know that nothing was going on between me and Damon. At least on the surface.
She waved to me and I waved back. Tense smiles found their ways onto our faces.
I had a drink.
Time passed quickly, I kept drinking and making small talk and telling the frisky couples that there are two guest bedrooms they could use.
Damon kept his distance and I had to keep mine, it was hard because I wanted him far too much. It's strange how I got more and more turned with every drink I had. I have to keep in mind not to tell him this because he'll turn up at my doorstop only with alcohol from now on.
It must've been 3 am. I felt Damon's hand on my thigh, a tights grip, I didn't try to remove it.
'Kiss me' he whispered.
'I can't' was my torturous reply.
People left, at least went into the spare bedrooms. I went to my room and took of my shoes and then my dress. I climbed into bed and felt a warm body next to me. The scent alone told me it was Damon.
'I'll leave when this is over' he told me before kissing me off and removing my underwear.