“So, when do I get to meet this boyfriend of yours?”
I looked up from what I was doing, which was staring into space by the way, to see the smiling face of my co-worker, Jeanette. She was the only person I’d told about Damien, and that was only because I’d let it slip out one day by accident. She’d been cool with it, though, so I guess it wasn’t so bad.
There was definitely something French about her appearance and she was only working at the restaurant because she was planning on being a chef and wanted to get some real life experience in before she went off to college, which just so happened to be in a few months. The head chef didn’t trust someone with “such little experience”, though, and rarely let her in the kitchen. Which was a huge fucking shame because she was an amazing cook. The head chef had been off ill one time for a few days and the sous-chef took his place. And instead of calling in another chef, she let Jeanette in the kitchen and they made I think 20% more than on a typical night.
She rolled her eyes. “The infamous Damien. When do I get to meet him?”
“Oh, um...” I paused, trying to think of the best way of telling her he was in prison. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t ashamed of him or anything, it’s just... well, people tend to get the wrong idea. “I’m not sure, he’s busy most of the time” Okay, so I lied.
“Shame. Well, whenever he’s free next, you’re both coming to mine for a meal” she smiled and ducked back in the kitchen.
I let out a sigh of relief and went back to cleaning the few tables that had plates left on them. It was a slow day. We always seemed to have slow days the day before I went to visit Damien. And the day after. Typical, the days I need distracting most are the days I stand around not doing much. I sighed once I was done, figuring I might as well hang out in the kitchen and see if I could be of any use there.
I’m pretty sure I broke a few speed limits getting to Damien’s new unit. The second I saw him, I jump hugged him, wrapping my arms around him as tightly as I could. He hugged back tightly and I planted fuckloads of kisses on every inch of him I could reach. He returned any that fell on his lips and I eventually calmed down enough to let go of him and sit down.
"I've missed being able to do that" I said and he smiled.
I planted a baby of a kiss on his lips and he kissed back. I’d fucking missed that so much.
"So, how're things?"
"They're okay. It's weird being in a new unit - I only know a couple people in here. How're you doing?"
"Better" I smiled. "And you'll get to know people eventually, right? You managed before"
He nodded, humming. "Yeah, I guess. I s'pose I just got used to having someone I knew before I got sentenced around"
"Did you sort things out with Nathan?"
"Yeah. It took a while, but we worked things out. And now I'm on my own again" he said, flashing me this weak little half smile.
I felt kind of guilty at that. "You could've stayed there"
He leant forward and kissed my cheek. "It's worth it. If I get lonely enough I'll have him transferred over too" he chuckled slightly and I laughed. "So anyway, what've you been up to lately?"
"Not much, really. Working and hanging with Matt mainly"
I blushed a little. Should I really be telling my boyfriend about the guy that likes me? "Oh, he's this guy that used to come sit with me outside after I'd come to see you" Damien looked at me curiously. "What?"
"You've never mentioned him before" he shrugged.
"Didn't I? Guess I must've forgotten or something"
"Care to tell me what he's like, or is he a secret?" he chuckled, making me giggle.
"I don't really know anything about him, to be honest"
"You hang out with a guy you don't know anything about?" he asked, his eyebrow arched a little.
"Yeah. Well, the hanging out thing's more recent" I said with a chuckle. "He used to just sit with me and let me talk so" I shrugged.
He laughed a little. "Well as long as he's not competition"
I laughed it off, not having the heart or confidence to tell him the truth of the matter.
His fingers twisted in my hair, playing with it. "I can't do anything about it from in here" he said, looking slightly possessive.
I hummed. "Don't worry, nothing'll happen"
He smiled, taking my hand in his. I squeezed his a little and he gave me a tiny kiss.
"Love you" I said, kissing back.
"I love you too"
I hummed and he held my hand a little tighter, sighing.
"I miss you so much"
"I know the feeling" I said, my face twisting into a sad expression.
He leant his forehead against mine and I hummed again. I’ll admit I got a little worried when he was quiet but, like usual, it was just paranoia.
"You okay?" I asked anyway.
"Yeah. I'm just enjoying being able to touch you again"
I blushed a little, knowing exactly what he meant.
"What?" he asked with a slight smile.
"Nothing" I smiled back.
"You have no idea how much I want to be able to touch you properly, though" he whispered in my ear, giggling.
I blushed more and he grinned at me. I felt myself blush even more as something started stirring in my pants. What can I say? After four or five months when you’ve had a sex life as active as mine, your hand just doesn’t cut it anymore.
“You love it”
"Thought it was you that loved being teased?"
He chuckled and put on the innocent face. "I do, but who said I can't be the tease occasionally?"
"Because I'm horny enough as it is" I whined and he giggled.
"Well you're the one with the toys" he said with a wink, making me blush even more.
He laughed and I buried my head in his neck. "Why are you so mean?"
"Because I can" he said, kissing the top of my head.
I whined again and he kissed me, his hand on my thigh. I bit my lip as the problem in my pants got worse. He kissed me again, shifting his hand up a little bit and I bit my lip a little more. A guard pulled him back, then, and cautioned him. Thank fuck. I stopped gnawing on my lip as Damien apologised, and palmed me a little when the guard wasn’t looking.
"Fuck" I said quietly, groaning a little when I realised our time was nearly up.
"I love you" Damien said, kissing me slightly.
I kissed back. "I love you too"
He wrapped me in a kind of tight hug and I hugged back equally as tight. He leant his head on my shoulder, planting kisses on my neck as I kissed the top of his head. I tilted my head, humming as he gave me a hickey.
"Same time next week?" I said sadly when we were told our time was up and he nodded. "I love you"
"I love you too" he said as he was put in handcuffs.
I waved him goodbye and he smiled a little as he was lead out of sight. I sighed as I walked back out to the car. I was so fucking glad that I could hug him again but in all honesty, it made saying goodbye that little bit harder. I pulled my phone out of my pockets and searched through my contacts.
“Hey, Matt? Do you wanna come round tonight?”