Chapter 42 A real first date

***POV - Damion I push my foot down, speeding up my black Lambo. I m running a little late and softly curse the main Ingenieur. We are testing out the new bikes and he made me do some extra laps cause there was something wrong with the bike s throttle, and it s not as if I could tell him the truth namely that I have a secret date with my best friend s little sister. But I managed to take a quick shower and rushed through traffic, now parking my car in front of the small pub. I ve texted Mel and she s already waiting for me inside. I know it s not the gentlemanly thing to do, but it s not as if I can just pick her up at her home where her brothers or the paparazzi can see us. I walk into the bar and see her sitting on one of the chairs at the counter with her back facing me. Even without fully seeing her I notice that she s wearing one of those dick-teasing dresses of hers again, this time a black figure-hugging number with thin straps crossing at the back to expose som