Damon (The Protectors #1)(30)

“Better yet.” Damon pulled a card out of his back pocket. “Reach someone at this number. Tell them my name and tell them I told you to call.”

Betty took the card missing Nicole's frown. “I will. Anything to help stop the sickening abuse.”

Damon hadn't missed Nicole's frown. After they said their goodbyes they headed out to the next appointment. Even knowing he was going to catch hell he couldn't help the admiration he had for her. For someone to care so much about another was rare. For someone to care about a race so different from their own was almost nonexistent, at least in his world.

Chapter 9

To his surprise, Nicole didn't once say anything about him handing his card out to everyone they met with today. Each time she had reminded them to contact her if anyone approached them about buying blood. It was a sad conversation to have with new foster parents, but that was the way of their world now. It was pretty much protocol.

The rest of the day went the same as their first meeting with Austin. Each showing great gratitude to Nicole and the kids absolutely adored her. She showed the vampire children the same respect and kindness as she did the human children. There was no bias.

“Do you need to go back to the office?” Damon ask, breaking the silence of the car.

“No, not really.” Nicole sighed. “I would really love to get something to eat before we go back to my place though. I really don't want to cook.”

“What would you like?” Damon slowed for a stop light. “There's seafood, steak, Chinese...”

“Pizza!” She chuckled at his pain look.

“Pizza?” He groaned. “Seriously?”

“You can't tell me you don't like pizza.” She teased. “Everybody likes pizza.”

“Never had it.” He replied pulling into the first pizza joint he saw.

“Oh. My. God.” Nicole started at him like he has just committed the worse heinous crime. “Never?”

He shook his head. “Ever.”

Meeting around the front of the car she grabbed his hand. “Well, you are in for a treat vamp.” She grinned leading him inside.

Once at the table she ordered a large pizza with everything and two draft beers. She thought about ordering three so she could dump the third one on the waitresses head. The woman, more or less, laid herself out on the table offering herself to Damon for an appetizer. She decided it would be a waste of good beer and choose to give the hoe the evil eye instead. Finally she noticed everyone was staring at Damon. The women with lust and the men with hate and fear. What the hell. Okay, it looked like her evil eye was going to work overtime tonight.

“Don't Nicole.” Damon took a long drawl of his beer leaning back in his chair looking relaxed.

“Don't what?” She shot another dude sitting behind Damon a nasty glare. He glanced her way then went back to eating.

“Glare at everyone. I'm use to it.” Damon took another swig of his draft. “Not everyone is happy we have made our presence known.”

“Yeah, well I'm not use to it and I refuse to let anyone mistreat you in any way.” She puffed out her chest and lifted her chin daring him to say anything more on the subject.

Damon grinned at her tough girl attitude. “Yes ma'am.”

The waitress brought their pizza asking if there was anything else she could get them, but her eyes never left Damon. “No that's it.” Nicole told the waitress with a roll of her eyes. Placing a piece of pizza on a plate she pushed it toward him. “Time to taste heaven.”

Damon looked at the odd food and frowned. That sure as hell didn't look like heaven to him. Glancing up at Nicole he watched her lift a piece of pizza to her lips taking a large bite, the cheese stringing from her lips to the pizza, her tongue lick out to wrap around the cheese to bring it back to her mouth. Her moan was one of ecstasy. His pants became uncomfortably tight. Damn if this was the way she ate pizza he was going to buy the f*cking place.

Nicole noticed he wasn't eating, but watching her. “Go on.” Nicole urged as she nudged her slice at his. “Eat.”

Damon picked it up eying it. “Do I have to?”

“Yes.” Nicole chuckled shaking her head. “I can't believe you have never had pizza. Go on, don't be a chicken.”

Damon took a bite, then took another showing no reaction at all.

“Well....?” Nicole waited at the edge of her seat. It was so cool to watch someone try something for the first time.

Taking a swig of beer he nodded. “Not bad Callahan. Not bad.” He laughed at her frown. “Okay it's not heaven, but a close runner up.” He didn't add that heaven was being inside her, tasting her, seeing her sweet body quivering underneath his and man, if he didn't stop there he wouldn't be leaving until closing with the hard-on happening under the table.

Nicole clapped her hands smiling. “I knew you would like it.”

Damon would gladly eat the whole damn thing if it meant she would keep smiling at him like that. Damn, he was totally screwed.

They sat finishing off the pizza talking and enjoying each other’s company. Just talking Nicole could really study Damon like she had never been able to do before. He was so handsome she could almost understand the way women reacted to him. He sat across from her filling his side of the table with broad shoulders, his elbows resting on the table making his biceps bulge just below his short sleeved shirt. Her eyes slowly making their way to his face she noticed his crooked sexy grin, that made her crazy, framing his full mouth.