I Do...I Think

~ 11 ~

A month had passed since we attended the charity event together. For a full month we have had the perfect life. Finally acting like a proper husband and wife. At first it felt awkward. However, I no longer felt forced. It was going smoothly, and we were enjoying the time spent together. No amount of time I spent with him was ever enough. I always felt like I needed more. I felt safe when I was near him. Even the nights we spent chilling on the sofa, holding hands watching tv. It felt right and I felt safe. I felt like our time together was precious. I didn't want anything to ruin it. For once Damon also seemed to love my company. There wasn't a moment when Damon didn't try not to touch me. Even if it was touching his shoulder to mine while I cooked. We were finally living in our little bubble. Dylan was still coming to terms with it all. He was still trying to grow to like Damon. He seemed happy for me. Which meant more to me. I knew Dylan was just looking out for me. He didn't want me to get hurt. I couldn't blame him. Like any best friend he was trying to protect me. He was finally settled into Harrison's place. My life was finally settling into place.

The only thing I kept to myself was my love for Damon. I was head over heels in love with him. I didn't say it to him. But I felt like I showed him in other ways. Like how I made sure he ate breakfast before he left. Or the way I cooked meals for him getting home. I did little gestures, so he knew. But I couldn't bring myself to say the words. Mainly because it scared me. This whole thing started by a contract. For the good of business. Now, my heart was his. I was scared the words would fall from my mouth and he would reject me. If he did, I don't think I could go on. I loved him. But maybe he didn't love me.

"Baby?" I heard Damon call from the hallway. I was currently curled up on the sofa. A warm blanket wrapped around my body. I was having bad cramps for the past few days. It had completely taken me off my feet. I refused to see a doctor. I knew in a few days it would pass.

"Yes?" I replied, watching him walk closer. Trying to hide the smile appearing on my face.

"This business trip. Maybe it would be best if you stayed here. You don't seem well enough to travel. I could even get the guys to stay with you?" Damon offered. It did seem like a more logical thing to do. I was in agony.

"I'll be fine on my own." I smiled. Not wanting to bother the guys. Dylan had been looking after my meetings and appointments. Tom was busy helping out Damon. Harrison was seeing a woman. I didn't want the guys to be pulled from their busy lives.

"But what if you pass out or something?" Damon asked, a frown placed on his face.

"If something bad happens I will call someone." I promised. Shaking my head at him. He had suddenly become the cutest man I knew. He had gone from bad boy to sweet boy.

"Are you sure? Maybe I should cancel the trip."

"Honestly Damon. Go. I will be fine." I laughed at him. Watching as his face turned into a pout.

"I will miss you." He said in a low tone. Walking closer to sit by me. This would be the first time in a while the two of us had been separated.

"I'll miss you too." I shuffled around and placed my head on his chest. His arms gently came around my body. I laid listening to his heart beating. Making me realise how much I would miss him.

"I'll be back in a few days." I looked up to face him. His lips gently placed against mine. Sharing a few kisses before he had to leave. I grabbed tighter to his shirt as I felt him start to get up.

"I don't want you to leave. What will I do?" I asked, reality finally hitting me.

"Darling, I will be back in a few days. You'll see." Damon rose to his feet. Bending down to place a sweet, gentle kiss on top of my head. I watched as he walked out the door. I made my way over to the window. Waving at him whilst he got into the car. He blew me a kiss, which I pretended to catch. Sadly, we had become one of those couples. I giggled away at him. I stayed watching the car. Waiting till it was no longer in sight. The house had suddenly become cold and quiet. The next few days were going to go so slow. That night I went to bed alone. Curling up into a ball. Mainly to help my stomach. It felt lonely with Damon not in bed.