Taming The Alpha Female novel Chapter 8

{Damon}

After Samantha telling me what happened with Delilah, I gave her nod and focused on the road. She walked me through it on the surface level. I know there is more to the story which Delilah will tell me, when she is okay with it. Even if she doesn’t, I don’t care. Nothing will change my love for.

The drive felt comfortable silent. I and Samantha, were on the same page now. Both of us wanted to help. At one point Sam asked me, whether I loved her friend or not. This is one thing I am not confused about.

“I love her with everything I have.” From the rear-view-mirror, I saw Samantha smiling encouragingly at me. We reached Delilah’s apartment and parked the car. I helped Samantha with Delilah, since she was quite heavy for Samantha alone.

Both of us grabbed her arm on each side and started walking towards the elevator. Delilah’s body was in a weird position now. First, she was wearing a six-inch-stiletto. Second, Samantha had her left arm, was shorter today because of the shoes she had.

Delilah’s body was bent on the left side. On her right it was me, bloody six-feet-five-inches, and broader than both of them, and any of her male friends. I am technically a giant in front of Samantha, but complemented Delilah’s figure. The right side was lifted more than it should be.

I would have carried her, but that would be too much, for now. What it would be like, having this wonderful; confident lady as my girlfriend or may be my fiancé or... may be, just may be as my wife. I could not help the smile that formed on my lips.

If she was really my girl, I would have carried her in bridal style, with her heels on my fingers. I would have cuddled whole night, kissing her everywhere possible. My trail of thoughts where interrupted, when the elevator stopped at her floor. Thank god.

Stepping inside her apartment, I settled her on her bed.

“Bitch weighs like a giant.”

He handed Samantha a glass of water and took one for myself. Delilah started Mumbling. “Sam baby, you are so precious to me.”

“I love you too.” Samantha chuckled and went inside the kitchen.

“But I hate your brother, that dickhead never should have said that.” Her eyes were closed and the rest of her sentence was unsaid. I though may be a tipsy one will let something out of her chest. But damn.

“I... umm… must go!” I started walking towards the gate when Samantha yelled.

“Are you crazy? Stay.” Now I know why these two are best friends. They switch roles between them about being ‘who is the boss now?’

“We will have dinner. You can use the other room. I and Delilah will sleep in her room.”