Judged By You (Judge Me Series) (6 page)

“As I said the other night, I followed my parents. They are both lawyer
s, and out of us kids, it was me, I was always interested in what dad did, so my parents had always encouraged me to become a Lawyer.”

“My mother was a teacher, and my father was mechanic. He used to own a business with family friends of ours. He got sick a few years ago and
sold his share back to his business partner, than spent all his time working on the Dodge Charger and renovating. My brother and I would fight over who was going to help with rebuilding the cars but never with the renovations. I would never be a builder.” I couldn’t help but smile at that thought.

“And y
our mother? Is she still alive?” He questioned.

“No, both h
er and my father passed away six years ago. It was just Stephen and I. Two years after they died, Stephen went to jail. It was heartbreak all over again. I was alone; all of our other family live elsewhere or are gone. But my friend Derek introduced me to Nicole, she now lives with me in my family’s house, and she is my company.” I think I have said enough about myself for one day. I wanted to know his story.

“So what abou
t you Damon, what’s your story?”

“You will find out soon enough. We have a date o
n Tuesday remember?”

“Ah yes, how coul
d I forget, where are we going?” I had to ask what his intentions were and maybe plan. I needed to buy something, and I was eager to get my hair done.

“It’s a surprise. But why talk about Tuesday when you’re here now
.” He reached over and held my hand with his.

I looked
down at his long fingers. He had huge hands, and long fingers. It has been too long since I had been in this position. I closed my eyes and thought about his touch. When I opened them again, I looked into his eyes. His lips curved into a smile. In this moment, I wanted to kiss him.

“Excuse
me, can I get you another round?” I cleared my throat and looked at the waitress. Her mouth was open staring at Damon, obviously trapped by his charm.

“
What are you thinking Savannah?” I said to myself embarrassed by what was happening. I pulled my hand away and placed it in my lap. Damon ordered another round of coffee and looked at the table, presumably looking for my hand. We started talking about where we both grew up and about our family heritage. I learned a small amount about him and gave him the same amount of information in return. Our second round of coffees had come, and we drank them in between conversation. I felt so relaxed by the time I had finished my second cup of coffee. I looked at my watch, and it was already three.

“’I should get to the car wash and head home
.” I said, kind of regretful. I don’t know if I wanted today to end.

“How about we skip the car wash
, and go out to dinner tonight?” He said.

“I
thought we were going Tuesday?”

“Let’s go tonight, I’m thoroughly enjoying your company, and you’re just starting to open up. Why wait two days before you
have my company again Savannah.” He had this way with words because I didn’t know if I could say no to him.

“I need to go home and have a shower and get changed. But I have to be home early a
s I have my first class at eight.” I explained, hoping that didn’t sound too immature or like I expected a sleepover.

“That’s fine; I will take you home at a decent hour. I will catch a cab home, and I will pick
you up from your house at seven.”

I agreed and gave him my address. I
certainly needed to get home and get ready. I had no idea where we were going or what he had planned, but he told me to wear comfortable shoes. I arrived home and found Nicole lying on the couch watching Grey’s Anatomy. She loved her TV shows.

“Where have you been Sav? I was starting to worry.”
She said getting up and walking to the breakfast bar.

“I went to visit Stephen this morning; he is in his mood again. I’m really
worried about him Nicole.” I remembered his attitude towards me this morning when I told him I had been to the cemetery.

“He does this every month; I told you men are like women. They have that time of the month were they are arseh
oles, just like we are bitches.” She said with a smile. She and Stan had this one weekend where all they did was fight. She put it down to “man periods”.

“Anyway, as I was leaving I ran into Damon. That guy I h
ad a drink with on Friday night, And we had coffee.” I could sense her eyes burning me as I had my back to her unpacking the dishwasher.

“You didn’t think to text me? Savannah James,
you cheeky bitch! Did you kiss?” Nicole basically ran to stand beside me.

“No, we talked. I am going out to dinner with him tonight though. Don’t ask me what I am thinking, because I don’t know. B
ut I do need to borrow a dress.” I smiled at Nicole like a school girl I think, giving her that all teeth smile.

“Of course, but you must tell me all about it I will w
ait up for you. I want details.” Nicole grabbed my hand, and we headed upstairs to find me something to wear.

I decided on a deep purple one shoulder dress, it was to below my knees and hugged my top and hips but sat out from the hips down. I found a pair of
black shoes, which had small heals but were the most comfortable pair of shoes I owned. I consulted Nicole, and she told me to curl the top layer of hair and leave it down. I hated my hair in my face, but I agreed as she had more fashion sense than me. When everything was organised I showered, and my “makeover” as Nicole put it, began. Once again we went for the Smokey look with my eyes, and she curled my hair. I dressed and looked at myself in the mirror.

“You scrub up nice
.” Nicole said as she stood back to admire her handy work.

“Thank you
.” I admired myself in the mirror. I did scrub up alright. I looked at the clock, and it was quarter to six already. The sudden onset of butterflies hit. I was actually going on a date with this man. And to be honest I couldn’t wait. Today was fun. I had relaxed enough to talk about certain things about myself. But I still didn’t want to give too much of my personal life to anyone.

I jumped when I heard the doorbell. Nicole jumped up and smiled. She was down
the stairs before I had the chance to do or say anything. I gathered my purse and took one last look in the mirror and headed down the stairs.

Damon stood in the doorway talking to Nicole. I took the opportunity to admire his beauty. He was dressed in black dress pants and white button up shirt. He also had a black tie and polished shoes. This man
truly was a rare specimen of beauty. I continued my way down the stairs, Nicole turned, and Damon looked up. I don’t know why but I was nervous. I stood next to Nicole and gave her a smile.

She leaned in and
kissed my cheek and whispered “You’ve got yourself a Hottie Sav. Enjoy.” I caught her smile and returned mine.

“You look beautiful Savannah.” Damon said.

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” I commented as he offered me his arm. I took it, and we headed down the path.

“Have fun kids
.” Nicole called. She knew how to embarrass me.

We got to his car, and I remembered it to be the same car that was on the curb on Friday. I should have known. The elegant charcoal Austin Martin was just as hot as him. I had a soft spot for sport cars as well as my Chevrolets. Damon opened the door, and I sat inside. It smelt like a new car. Damon got in the driver’s side and started the car. The engine roared to life, and that alo
ne was enough to make a girl like me come in panties.

“You ready
?” He said, smiling like he could read my thoughts.

“As I’ll ever be.”
Would I ever be?

We travelled in silence; I was busy admiring the city lights and occasionally starin
g at his concentration face. He often turned his head and smiled at me when he caught me staring. We pulled up outside amazon. I had heard about this restaurant by customers that came into work. It was famous for the steaks and service. But I had heard that it was an extremely hard place to get reservations, so I wondered how Damon managed to get a reservation in such short notice. Stan was on the waiting list for three months before they called him to say he could have a table. I wondered if I should even ask how he got a table. The valet came and opened my door before walking around to the driver’s side to take possession. Damon was at my side and placed his arm around my waist, and we walked inside. 

“Welcome Damon, lovely to see you again
.” The tall blonde said as we entered.

She was wearing a floor length Saturn dress, with what seemed to be diamonds around her neck. I was a little
nervous to see the menu! I was not allowing for him to pay for my meal, I was the kind of girl that enjoyed my freedom and preferred not to owe anything.

We were seated by the blonde straight away. The main room was a large open space with red walls, chocolate an
d black furniture and crystal wear on every table. Not to mention the massive chandeliers’ hanging from the ceiling. Damon pulled out my chair, and I sat.

He placed his hands on my shoulder and leaned down and whi
spered, “You truly are beautiful.”

I didn’t have time to respond before he sat in front of me. I felt my cheeks heat and knew I was blushing. The blonde brought a bottle of Chenin Blanc, and filled our glasses, before leaving the bottle in the ice bucket. The wine tasted sweet, and dry, but left a refreshing feeling on the palate. I picked up the menu and browsed.

“You haven’t tasted heaven until you’ve tasted their steak.” Damon said.

“I cook a pretty good steak you know
.” I lied. I hate cooking. Nicole is the cook. I am the cleaner.

“I will hold you to that, yo
u can cook me dinner next time.” He said with the look that he had just read my thoughts.

Fuck! Now I have to learn to cook. But who said next time? I was only thinking about now. And why was he thinking about next time? I continued to read the menu and decided on the steak with mushroom sauce, grilled potato and eggplant along with cabbage. I could live on veg
etables and fruit. Nicole and I often ate vegetables for dinner and nothing else.

“I hope you
bought your comfortable shoes.” Damon remarked.

“I
did, but why would I need them?” I was interested in the answer to the question.

“It’s a surprise.”

“How about you tell me where we are going, and I will act surprised?” I leaned in a little and battered my lashes. What was I doing? He leaned in towards me, placing his hand upon mine.

“You’ll like it
.” He said in a seductive tone.

This game was not working in my favour so I gave up. I picked up my wine with my free hand and sipped my wine. Dinner arrived, and it looked incredible. I started by eating my vegetables, they were mouth-watering. “I want to cook like this
,” I thought to myself. By the time I got through my vegetables, I was almost full.

“You have to eat that steak; it’ll be one of the
best things you’ll taste tonight.” What was he meant by that statement I had no idea?

I didn’t even need a knife to cut the meat, it fell apart. I brought it to my lips, and it melted.

“This is delicious
.” I said with half a mouthful.

Damon just laughed and continued eating. Once dinner was over, conversation with Damon and I just flowed. We picked up where we left off from coffee this afternoon. I got more and more comfortable being around Damon every minute we spoke. By his expressions when he
talked about his family. He was loved by his parents, and they were immensely proud of him and his brother and sisters achievements. He had a brother and a sister.

William was thirty
and an executive at a leading record company, and Amelia was some influential person at a bank. That Amelia is married with no children, and William has just ended a long term relationship with his high school sweetheart. By what Damon said she didn’t want the same things as he did, and it just took her fifteen years to work that out.

Damon excused himself from the table to take a call, and I quickly called Nicole.

“So how’s it going?” Nicole said as soon as she answered.

“Good I think
, I’m having a good time. Just thought I would check in. I don’t know what he has planned next so not sure when I’ll be home.” I couldn’t stop smiling.

“Listen to you, all smiles. Just enjoy yourself and I will s
ee you before work tomorrow ok.”

“Talk soon
, Bye Nic.” I hung up just before Damon returned.

“I’m so sorry Savannah but something has come up. So we
will have to cut tonight short.” Damon seemed distracted.

“Oh…. That’s fin
e. I have an early class anyway.” I could have stayed out longer, it was only half past nine.