Damaged Beyond Repair by Kashmira Kamat (KittyKash) (motivational novels txt) 📕

Rowan

It's been an hour since Alana and I were locked inside my room by none other than my bratty kid. I'd received a text from Alana's number that said We need to talk. Meet me in your room upstairs. That didn't seem like something Minnie would be able to type and it was highly unlikely that a six year old would come up with a scheming. I had my bets on Alana's friend, Nina or perhaps Claire who had been constantly drilling me into talking it out with her.

Whoever it was, I was quite thankful because if it weren't for them, Alana wouldn't be sprawled on a couch in my lap. I'd turned the key from the inside, whoever decided to unlock the door from the outside would still find it locked. They would know their plan worked.

She sighed and then moaned softly when I worked my tongue inside her mouth. Her fingers tangled in my hair, her other hand inside my shirt. Her red dress wasn't particularly in a good condition. Her once properly curled hair was now all over the place, her lip gloss licked clean. We were like a horny teenage couple in an after party of a prom date, discovering sex for the very first time in a locked room.

We'd kissed so much in the past hour that our lips were probably bruised. If I came up for air, Alana would bring my mouth down to hers. Finally, she broke the kiss, only to trail kisses over my jaw and neck. "Do you have a condom?" she whispered.

I chuckled, but Alana didn't seem amused. Her face fell, she knew what I was going to say. She was throwing daggers at me, she said. "I'm twenty and you're almost thirty, so what's the issue now?" She had surpassed the point of desperation. "Please. Please, don't make any more excuses."

The roles were reversed. Alana was begging me now.

I kissed the top of her head and brought her closer and whispered. "Today is not the day. But, it will be after a nice little date and we'll make love in my new condo. I swear, it'll be perfect. No one will be able to knock the door. It would be just you and me. All day. We can go on for hours. In the shower, in the living area, my bedroom or hell, even the kitchen counter if you want. Although, I wouldn't be responsible if you weren't able to walk the next day."

"I can handle that." She giggled. I definitely had her interest. Her eyes were sparkling with the possibilities. "What about Minnie?"

"She will be here, besides Uncle Dwight can have a little date with Minnie. He likes having tea with Mr. Bunny and Barbie."

Alana laughed, probably imagining a six foot something, CEO of a company hunched in a short chair, getting served fake biscuits and tea. He would be Mrs. Bunny, with a bow on his head. I've been in that position numerous times.

Her smile faded a while later. I lifted her chin back up to face me. "No hiding. Tell me what you're thinking."

"You told me you began modeling four months ago." She said, "Since the time you have been discharged, have you slept with anyone?"

Before I could answer she put a finger on my lips. "We broke up, so I really don't care if you say you have. It would hurt like a bitch, but I just want to know the truth."

I shook my head slowly. "The thought of being with another woman never even crossed my mind." I kissed her hand. "Those women ain't got nothin on you, baby."

I guess I'd pleased her with that answer since she kissed me noisily on my lips. "You are charming, I hope you know that."

"If you say so." I said. "I forgot to tell you that you look sexy in this dress. Red suits you."

"Really?" She asked as she raised her eyebrows like she wasn't aware of that particular fact.

"Yeah. Well, I hated how some men were looking at you today, like they were undressing you with their eyes. No one is supposed to do that." I bit her softly on her bare shoulder. "Only I'm allowed to do it."

"It's unhealthy." There was a trace of a smile when she said it.

"What is?"

"Your love for me." She continued. "Sometimes when I see the way you look at me, I...I think my heart is about to burst."

I shook my head. "It's not unhealthy. I don't want anything from life. Just you and Minnie. If you are with me, I'll be fine. When I was in the rehab, I struggled to keep my mind clear each day, but when I thought of you, the demons would go away. That's how much I love you baby."

She touched her forehead with mine and we stayed that way for a few minutes wrapped in each other's arms. A few minutes later, we fixed our appearances. I ran a hand through my hair, while Alana had to fix her hairstyle. When I turned the knob, it gave away.

Minnie was just opening her gifts, and I was thankful to not have missed much from being absent from the party. Alana had a glow on her face and I guess that my smile was radiating too, our fingers were interlaced together. Mom looked at our interlocked hands and smiled at me. She seemed happy.

"Daddy, where iz my present?" Minnie asked me. I was yet to give her the surprise which I knew she was looking forward to.

"Oh, no. I think I forgot." I grinned.

"NO! I wan it now! I wan it now!" Minnie began jumping up and down.

I glanced at Molly indicating her to bring the present, she passed me the knowing smile and retreated back. A few minutes later she was back with a small box with holes in it. The lid was loosely placed as the box moved. Minnie's eyes were sparkly as she threw open the box to find an adorable little golden retriever with a pink bow on her head.

Minnie hugged the little puppy to her. "Thank you, Daddy. This is da best birthday eva! I'm gona call her Elsa."

"You're welcome, sweetheart."

Minnie and the other kids played with the puppy for about an hour. It was already late when Minnie had opened all her gifts and thanked each one. Her eyes were droopy by the time all the guests had left. Chez and Nina had conveniently drove off leaving Alana no other choice than letting me drive her back. I mentally reminded myself to send them personal thank you cards.