Chapter 9

Rhea POV

I go through my clothes trying to decide what exactly I should take with me. I sit on my bed contemplating the choice I am making. I am taking my favorite comforter that is for sure, I just cannot sleep without it. I have to call my sister before I forget. I am not sure what to tell her. I have to call Randall and Tyler too. Well, I am going to call Tyler to hell with Randall. Randall will figure it out when I do not show up.

I walk across the floor to my desk looking for my cell phone. Where did I put it? I swear I cannot keep up with anything. I wonder if it is in my purse. I scramble through my desk and my purse. I swear only me. I am clumsy and I lose everything. How in the hell am I going to survive working for Damien? I have to get my act together.

Ring Ring Ring

ahhh my phone. I make a dash looking for it. Listening for the ring. The bed. Damn, I was sitting right on it. I pick up my phone. Its Randall. Ugh. Like I really do not want to talk to him but hey it is a good time to tell him I quit.

"Hello," I say extra chipper.

"Hey Bitch, you have clients where are you? You are just doing this to get under my skin," he says.

I clear my throat and take a deep breath. This is going to feel so good.

"Randall I have something to tell you. It is very important so listen up buddy," I say.

"I hope you are on your way. If you are going to be late I am going to dock your pay," he says,

"Nope I quit bitch," I yell and I hang up the phone.

Man, that felt good. I knew it would, but man it felt better than I ever could have imagined.

I have got to text Tyler real quick and let him know. He is going to have questions. I do not have time to go into everything with him right at this moment. I will set up a time and sit down with him. Man, I am going to miss him.

*Hey Love. I quit. I will give you all the details later. Love you*

Now I have to find my suitcase. This place is a mess. I have never been much of a housekeeper. I check the closet. Nothing. It has to be under the bed. I get on my knees and look under the bed. Ahh, there it is. My hot pink suitcase. I pull it out from under the bed. It has been a while since I have been on a trip. The damn thing is covered in dust.

I am not taking a lot. I still have to text my sister or call. I will text her. I cannot go into all the details right now. Maybe I should do that now. I am stalling. I have to pack. I have no idea what to tell her either.

I grab my phone and scroll down to Sarah.

*Hey. I am taking a job on the river. Long story and I am packing right now. I will not be staying at the apartment. Your tuition is being paid and we are all good. This job will have everything taken care of for a while. Love you, sis*

Okay, enough of the dilly dally I have to pack. I open my closet. Maybe I should just take basic clothes. I can always go shopping. No boots. I wonder if I need to get anything from the club. I will get Tyler to bring me whatever is mine from there. Besides, it would be cool to have him come to see me. I really cannot think of anything important at the club that is mine.

I grab some comfortable clothes, some business clothes, shoes, and damn I need undergarments. I need to go shopping. I can do that. I will just grab these things. My makeup bag and hair products. okay, that is it. I am not taking anything else. If I need anything I can go shopping or come back here for whatever I need. I have one weekend a month that is mine. I can shop after I know more about what I will need.

I am done. I need a glass of wine. I go to the cabinet and retrieve a glass. I open the wine chiller and pull out a bottle of red. I believe Damien brought me this to the club. The thought of him makes me glow. Is this a good idea? I have no idea if I should be doing this, but I am. I am going to move in with a man. Not just a man, he is a vampire. A vampire who I slept with and a vampire who makes me steamy hot.

I must be losing my mind. I am taking a leap of faith here. I can do this. No need in overthinking this. I pour myself another glass and sit down on the bed. I check my phone to see if Ty has text me back.

*Hey BOO BOO. Good for you. I will see you soon. Love you*

I love Tyler. I cannot wait for him to hear about my new job. He is going to lose it when I tell him about what I did with him. I finish my glass of wine and put my phone on charge. I have to leave early in the morning. My new journey begins tomorrow.
I cannot believe he is not asking me a thousand questions. I would love to hear what a fit Randall had after our phone call. I don’t have time for it right now. I have to lay down and get at least a few hours of sleep.
I wonder should I text Damien. I wonder if he is thinking about me? Why does he bring out this deep dark desire in me? What if this does not work out? Then what? One year. It is one year of my life. I can do this.
I lay back in the bed. I cannot stop thinking about the things we did. It was nothing wild just unexpected and different for me. I run my hand down into my panties. I want his touch again. I want to feel him inside me again. Pushing into me. He fills me so completely. I rub my clit thinking about how he felt. I spread my legs wider. I imagine him on top of me filling me with his massive member. Yes Damien I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me so hard. I want you again. I continue rubbing my clit until I come thinking about his massive cock.