most and sent her into a shaking convulsion. He attempted to hold her still as he tasted her, little flicks that tickled her spine causing Casey’s fingers to grip the bed sheets beneath her as she moaned.
“D! Casey?” the shout came from below.
The voice of his mother brought him back to reality. Shit , Daemon thought. What am I doing? Abruptly, he went to Casey’s room door and stuck his head out. “She doesn’t want anything to eat, Ma.”
“Oh, okay,” Serena responded.
“Fuck,” he muttered when he looked over at Casey who was now sitting up on her bed terrified after having almost been caught. Daemon huffed as he sat down at her desk… far away from her. He had to put the space between them. As guilt ate at him, he dragged both his hands down his face. “Damn.”
Casey didn’t want to think about what would have happened if Ms. Serena would have come in. It surprised her that she hadn’t noticed that they were at risk of being discovered until Daemon pulled away from her. Watching him, she could see the guilt in his eyes, and she didn’t want to hear him verbalize his thoughts.
“Don’t say that you’re sorry.” She shrugged. “It happened, D and if your mom hadn’t been here we would have finished.”
Standing up, he sighed but didn’t object. “God, Casey, you’re only fifteen.”
Since humiliation was already a part of it she said, “So what?” A latent reminder that she was naked had her pulling her robe closed. “I’ll be sixteen soon and don’t act as if you haven’t fucked a fifteen-year-old recently,” she retorted on the verge of tears.
Struggling not to notice the tears that came to her eyes Daemon said, “Case, you know that it is not that simple. I wasn’t thinking with what I’m supposed to be thinking with. I would have taken your virginity if my mother hadn’t-”
“Would it have been that bad? Evidently I want you to.”
Daemon shook his head. “You don’t know what you’re saying. You wanna be like every otha little girl I don’ fucked?” he snapped.
“It wouldn’t be like that—”
“That’s what you think. I won’t take your virginity because I can’t offer you the relationship or the type of love that goes with that gift.”
Defiantly, Casey lifted her face to his. He didn’t want her; she understood that now. It hurt to think that way but unless she was deaf, that was what he was telling her. “You don’t want me?” They both realized that her question had nothing to do with the sexual, but everything to do with the emotional attachment that came along with the sex.
Daemon closed his eyes and cursed himself. He couldn’t find the right words to soften the blow. However, Daemon confessed that, he knew that he would hurt her. Then he answered her question, “No, not in the way that you want.”
Casey remained silent for a moment. She nodded and smiled.
“You’ll change your mind, Daemon.” He’d be sorry if he didn’t, Casey reflected when she found a man who wanted her in the same way that she’d always wanted him to.
He frowned. “You think it makes no difference that you’re his niece? I just proved to you that it does. Otherwise, you’d be on your back with the hammer inside you and nothing to offer you afterwards. So be happy that I care enough about you not to take advantage of you that way.”
Casey shrugged. “Maybe that’s true. It still doesn’t stop you from wanting me.”
“Nothing probably will,” he admitted.
“Okay, as long as you know. Now I’d like to get dressed,” she said surprising him. She watched him, and smiled to herself. “I don’t want make us late for the movie.”
His eyes widened, and his anger exploded. “You think you still going out wit’ some dude?”
“Why shouldn’t I? You don’t want me, right?” she challenged.
The Decision
Crying didn’t seem to solve anything. Not the fact that she’d miscarried her baby, the fact that she’d completely disappointed her