Free Corrupted by Alicia Taylor, Natalie Townson Page A

makes me think of another diary entry.
     
    Jan 18th 2011
    I am so excited! Tonight I get to go on my first date with Damon Hunt. All the glances across the office, all the secret phone calls, all the soft touches will finally be put into action tonight. I don’t have to hide being with him because we will be in public.
    I have butterflies in my stomach just waiting for the time to pass until we are together. I can’t believe it’s finally happening. I know he feels the same way I do. The looks he gives me tells me he wants me just as much as I want him.
    Tonight he will be mine in every way.
    I think I love him. Is that possible? I never thought love at first sight existed...until Damon.
     
    Voices outside the stall pull me out of my thoughts. I hear two women talking and try to block out their conversation but a name catches my attention.
    “Do you think Damon loves her? Have you seen the way he keeps looking at her?” I hold my breath waiting for the reply.
    “I don’t know. Is it possible for Damon Hunt to love anyone but himself?” I hear a snigger.
    “Michelle, jealousy doesn’t suit you , just because he turned you down. You need to get over it already,” a third voice says as she starts laughing. I know that voice. That voice is Leona’s. I’ve met her a few times. “Anyway, Damon won’t love anyone until he gets over all the shit from his past.” That piques my interest. I’ve learnt as much about the Hunts as I can. Damon especially, but he’s a very private person. It’s difficult to find out things that are secret.
    “He didn’t turn me down, he just said he wasn’t available. That’s not saying he will never be available, and besides the way she was dancing with his brother shows who she’s really interested in. Damon doesn’t stand a chance. I really don’t think that relationship is going anywhere,” Michelle replies. “Unless the thrill of the chase pulls Damon in. We all know that when Damon wants something he gets it.”
    I don’t hear any more as the door opens and they all leave. I come out of the stall and wash my hands before applying a new layer of lipstick. What shit in Damon’s past does he need to get over before he can commit? This new info could put a real big damper on my plans. I’ll just have to up my games. Taking another glance at myself in the mirror I head back to the ballroom to find Spencer.
    “Spencer, I’m going to get a taxi and head home. My feet are hurting and I’m ready to have a bath.” I lean into him and give him a kiss on the cheek. “Call me. Damon has my number.” I start to walk away when I feel his hand touch my arm.
    “Do you need a lift?”
    “No thanks.”
    “Get my number from Damon. I have more chance of hearing from you again if you call me. I can’t see Damon giving out your number anytime soon.” I can’t resist a glance at Damon . He is staring at me, and when I catch his gaze his head falls to his chest.
    I don’t know why this bothers me but it does. I push the feeling aside and walk away from Spencer with a nod, acknowledging his request. “I’ll do that.” I post a cheque in the donation box and make my way to the exit. Just as I’m about to walk out the main entrance I hear my name being called. I turn to find Tom strutting over to me with a smile on his face.
    “Need a lift?” I nod my head as his arm slips around my shoulders. “Come on Els, let’s get you home.”
    ****
    Tom dropped me off at my house. I haven’t been back for a while. Walking through the door, it feels empty. I feel empty. Tom isn’t happy with everything that went down tonight. He’s told me I need to start telling him everything I’ve been doing and what I’m playing at before he’ll talk to me again.
    I throw my shoes off and unzip my dress, leaving it pool to the floor before heading for my room. I rummage through my wardrobe, realising most of my clothes are at Damon’s, and find a shirt. It’s one left over from Cory. I saved