Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (primary phonics .TXT) 📕

DELILAH

Finally!

I huffed looking at the fondant roses I made to put on the top of the cake. Aria loved roses, so I had kept my decoration solely on roses and princess' stuff.

A tiara I made of fondant on top, followed by a chocolatey flavoured cake inside, and decorated with white cream with sprinkles.

I placed the tiara on top, as gingerly as possible, and smiled seeing the end result. Just a few more sprinkles and done.

I heard the clicking of heels, and looked up to see Grandma. She has worn a beautiful royal blue gown and it has suited her so well. I smiled at her, placing the piping back on top of the kitchen counter.

“Completed?” She asked setting her hair, as she walked inside the kitchen.

“Yeah, kinda. Just a little finishing.” She grinned at me and I saw her hazel eyes widening a little.

“This is so beautiful, dear.” I blushed hearing her words, and ducked my head low.

“It isn’t that beautiful, Grandma. I hoped to have made better.” She put her hands on my shoulder, giving an assuring smile.

“Trust the teacher.” I chuckled at that. “Yes, how could I forget that.” I placed the last of the sprinkles and a chocolate star at the base and…

Done!

“This is perfect. Now go and get ready. Damien should get back soon.” I rubbed my hands on the apron and walked at the corner to open and hang it.

Leaving grandma with the cake, I walked upstairs and slipped to my room. I haven't taken the best dresses to his room. I opened the cupboard and found so many party wears.

How many dresses did he stocked up here? I went through all of them before setting on a burgundy floor length dress, with a halter, hemline neck and a slit at the side which reached just below my thighs.

There was one with deeper neckline but that would show out the ugly scars and I didn’t want then to be out.

Even the halter neck had made a few edges of them visible. That’s too much in itself alone. I kept my hair open, not knowing what to do with them and patted some powder and lip gloss which I had brought yesterday while coming back from the culinary classes.

I didn’t know what made me to buy them.

“Are you done, Delilah?” I heard Grandma and quickly grabbed the clutch, and sliding my phone I walked downstairs.

I saw Damien, standing in his usual Armani but this time instead of any tie, he had kept the few top bottoms open, the Rolex resting on his wide wrist and his dark hair gelled back. My eyes roamed a little on his face before I diverted my gaze to Grandma.

“I'm done.” I gave her a smile and could feel Damien looking at me , hearing my voice. “You’re looking so pretty, honey.” I could feel my cheeks heating up at her words.

“Not as much as you.” And she gave out a little laugh. “Let me bring the cake box.” She walled towards the kitchen and I was left with Damien. I could constantly feel his heated gazes, which unknowingly made me squirm at my place.

Was I really looking okay?

I felt his moving towards me, before he was just inches away. His arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me towards him. I jerked at the sudden contact.

What was he doing,?

I felt him leaning towards me, so close. I could feel the familiar feel of his body against me. Solid and Hard. “What are y-“

“Shh… grandma is peeking at us from the kitchen.” My eyes travelled there and true to his words, she is actually peeping at us.

I felt his lips near my cheeks, feeling his warm breath casting on my cold skin. I shivered at the contact of his strong lips against my skin, he peppered few kisses on there, before travelling a little down to my jaws.

My breath hitched as he tugged me closer tohim, his muscled arms wrapped around me. My body felt on fire, feeling his sinful lips grazing my jaws and just above my neck. And the urge to be more closer to him gripped me hard.

I heard the familiar clinking of heels and felt Damien removing his lips and backing away, his arm sliding down, just loosening the grip on my waist.

“You look gorgeous.” I heard him mumble before standing to his position. His deep, husky voice so near to my near felt like a thunderbolt to my soul, a shivering consequence of it.

“Are you two done with your romance?” I saw grandma smiling widely at us and I knew she believed our façade. This did nothing but worsened my guilt.

“Yes. Let’s go.” I heard him say and we made our way out.

••••••••

“Happy Birthday, Aria.” I saw the little girl almost hoping on her toes, but doctor has still told her to be careful with it. She peeked into the cake box and I saw her eyes widening.

“Is that a tiara on cake's top?” I nodded and saw her grinning at me, her lips in the biggest of smiles, and it made me happy to know she actually liked the cake. “I hope you liked it.”

She settled the cake on the table, “I loved it. Thank you Lee.”

It was already time for her to cut the cake, and I saw her other friends joining her. She took the knife in hand, her lips already protruding out to blow the candles.

We clapped as she cut the cake and made her mother eat a little. The party was on full swing mainly on the children's side, and I really wanted to stay in there but that’s not possible but I was the potential girlfriend of Damien Black.

Apparently, Grandma had spread the news like hot cakes. And people have digested the news. I don’t even know how could they when there was no perfect identity of the woman he was supposing ky dating.

We were on the adult part where there was nothing but, clinking of glasses, gossiping I didn’t even know about what and being mostly quite and well mannered. It was difficult.