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our way to the bar and order our drinks. Daemon suddenly pulls me close, and starts dancing me slowly in his arms. Sighing, I lean into his chest and wrap my arms around his waist. I think I’m in love and it’s barely day two.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     
    After only an hour at the club, Daemon leans in close so I can hear him. “We need to head out. I have to stop by my office to get some papers. Do you mind?” Daemon says.
    ‘No, do what you need to.” I reply. We walk hand in hand out of the bar and head towards the car.  I feel like this is a scene from a romantic movie, with the reflection of the twinkling stars in the water.  I look over at Daemon and grin; he grabs my hand and holds it tight until we arrive at the office.
    I look at the building in front of me reminds me of the buildings back home on Market Street and I smile. 
    I try not to look at Daemon too much as we ride the elevator to his floor, but his sharp features and strong presence are hard to ignore. He takes the key from his jacket and slowly slides the key down into the lock and opens the door when the green light flashes. I get momentarily distracted when I see the large balcony straight ahead that seems to float above the water.  Before I know what is happening Daemon pushes my back up against the door, kissing me hard.  My knees weaken as my body melts into his; he pulls his lips away and keeps his gaze on me.  The way that man kisses gives a new meaning to the phrase “girl on fire”. I hope he can’t hear the pounding of my heart. I fight the urge to reach for him, to feel his lips on mine again, his hands exploring my breasts. 
    But I can’t let that happen, t o shift the sexual power back into my favor I just look at him and smile.  “If you’ve finished with me I’d like to use the restroom.”
    “I could never be finished with you so soon, Vivienne.” His deep voice rumbles in my chest.
       I close the door behind me making sure to lock it.  I need a shower, a cold shower at that. I wash my hands and decide to just rinse my face with cold water trying to sober up. As I pat the water off my face, I think back to my kiss with Daemon. In the mirror my lips are still full and red from his assault. There is just something in the way this man kisses me that seems to overpower my senses.
    I head out of the bathroom, and follow the light until I reach Daemon’s office.   I stand in the doorway and watch him as he concentrates hard on the computer on his desk. I see the lines form on his forehead as he brushes a finger past his lips, those same lips that were on mine just moments ago.
    “Don’t just stand there , come on in Vivienne.” He says without looking up. I walk in and stand next to his chair and glance at the screen. 
    “ What’s wrong?” I ask, placing a hand on his shoulder.
    “ You mean besides the fact that I am thinking of work instead of having you in my bed?” he says playfully, turning his head to nip at my fingers. “I have to wait for this to finish before I can get the paperwork I need printed out.” 
     
    “Do you have a laptop and printer at home?”  I question.
    “Yes”
      “Then you don’t have to wait here. Move over.”  I lean over his desk, making sure he has a direct view to my full cleavage, and change the settings on his computer so that he is able to remote into it later from his house.
    “There, now you will be able to work on this computer from anywhere.” I say proudly.
    “Wow. B eauty and brains, I really got lucky with you. Let’s go home.”   The ride home is filled with more small talk.  “How long have you been in the lifestyle?” His question surprises me. “For a few years now, I’m safe if that’s what you’re worried about.”  I decide two can play this game.  Shifting in my seat I turn to look at him. “How long have you been in the lifestyle?” 
I see him take a deep breath.  “I’ve always had a healthy sex