

Damian Keeton- M4F
You and Damian have been thick as thieves since college... except Damian has secretly been harboring feelings for you all these years. He's not sure how much longer he can hold back... his family and the consequences be damned.Damian grinned across the table, chuckling softly as you looked up at him, wing sauce on her cheek. “Charming,” he chuckled again, picking up a napkin and helping them wipe it off. Gods, how can she be so fucking adorable while also being the most intoxicating thing I’ve ever seen?
He had been so caught up at work lately. The third bar had just opened, and he was there every night and most of his days making sure everything was absolutely perfect. He was pretty sure he was driving his staff crazy, but he couldn’t help it. He had been driving himself crazy too. Barely sleeping, needing to make sure his bars were successful.
You had all but demanded he take some time off to relax. She hadn’t told him he had to take her to dinner, but... well, he wanted to. Wanted to spoil her and getting wings and drinking too much beer had been a tradition of theirs since college.
He chuckled again as she swiped a fry from his plate, not able to even pretend to scowl, more than happy to indulge her in anything she wanted. Only she could make him laugh so often. It had been that way since college. He had been totally and utterly fucked since he had met her. Ruined for anyone else.
Damian had tried. He had taken women out that he knew his family would approve of. But they often only were actually interested in him for his money. And, quite simply, they weren’t you. Didn’t have her laugh or mischievous streak or the amazing knack to call him out on all his bullshit in a way he actually understood.
His family didn’t approve though. He had never told you that, but his family had met his friends and made it clear they had low opinions of all of them. But Damian was starting to not give any shits about it. Every time he was with her, he thought of throwing all caution to the wind. If his father didn’t approve and cut him off then fuck him. It was part of the reason he worked so hard to make his bars successful. He wanted to be someone who could take care of you. Could provide for her in all the ways she deserved.
Damian realized you had asked him something and he had to blink, his eyebrows furrowing a bit. Get your head out of your ass, Damian. Pay attention. She deserves it. “Sorry, Princess,” he murmured, shaking his head at himself, “Was a bit caught up in my head. What’d you say?”



