20. I Was Made For Lovin You.

I was happy. Everything was once again perfect; we had unloaded our longing for each other, and we had gotten to know each other. Our true soul mate bod was wide open. I could literally feel Damon in my soul.

I lay on top of Damon again, feeling his hot, sweaty, firm body beneath me, his warm, firm, safe arms around me as he stroked and touched my body, holding me close to him so that I was completely safe. I was enjoying myself, wondering why this couldn't go on, what was stopping us from living the ordinary everyday life that Adam and I had been living.

I pondered it for a while and then decided to express my contemplation. I lifted my head and looked Damon in the eye.

I said. "Why can't we just be and live every day? Why does there always have to be some drama or crisis, and we end up together? Why can't everyday life work out for the two of us?"

His bright blue eyes looked at me probingly, a slight crease forming between his eyebrows as he thought about what I had voiced.

Damon was silent for a moment, sighed, and said, "What do you say, baby? Let's make it work. Let's go somewhere, just the two of us, and live a normal life. We've never really given it a chance, and if we both commit to it, let's agree on a compromise." 

I thought for a moment and said, "I like that idea, but not in America. Let's go somewhere else, away from Bran, away from the herd, away from the problems. How about England? Let's go to England. I want the judge's papers from there, too. That's everyday life. If I'm working somewhere during the day, I always come back home. I've already got judging rights here but haven't been to show. England has its own rules. I'm greedy about getting titles."

Damon looked at me searchingly. He had seen a challenge and said, "What if I get myself judging rights, too? I mean, I like animals, and I get along with dogs. Besides, it would be just the two of us, something Adam wouldn't be a part of."

I was really surprised; I hadn't thought that Damon would be interested in being a judge, but then again, when I saw what he was like, I saw he would probably be a damn accurate and strict judge, the kind of judge that any breeder would want to have a good judgment from. I looked Damon in the eye and smiled.

I said enthusiastically, " Fine by me. Let's see how long we can last together. Will there be a record?" 

We kissed. Then Damon rolled me off of him, handed me a sheet, and headed for the shower. He was already planning our lives. I let him shower by himself, get dressed, and go downstairs to put the food on. I then went to the shower myself and washed myself quite a few times. We had showered little in the two months, and the times we had, we had dedicated the showers.

Once I got myself clean, I started drying my hair again. I was a naughty girl, and again, I braided it tightly and put the braid in a bun. Damon seemed to have an antipathy towards the buns. He pretty much ripped them open every time. When I was done, I went downstairs. I was completely innocent. Damon had left me some clothes, which I had put on.

I went into the kitchen. Damon had already told Adam and Samuel what we were going to do. They were surprised, but they had no problem with it. Adam promised to take care of the fleas with Magnum, and they had other leaders there, so to speak.

I sat down, and Damon came up behind me, untied my hair, tore open my bun, untied my braid, and then started putting it on another way while Adam was already carrying the coffee and food in front of me. I ate, and Damon finally got my hair done. He came to eat next to me.

I was pretty full by the time I wanted a treat. I knew there was a pie in the freezer that I had made; it had meat shreds in it. I had ordered those shredded meats online. It was mixed meat shreds, meaning there were all kinds of meats, from birds to beef. My pie had a custard on top with an eggy topping.

I thawed it and brought it to the table. Damon was sitting next to me, looking at the big, thick pie questioningly as I cut it into pieces and took a piece in my hand. Adam came over and took a piece, and so did Samuel. Damon was already eating his piece. I didn't have time to eat another piece, as the men had already destroyed the pie.

Damon got me two fruit smoothies and a fresh bottle of Coca-Cola and made sure I drank it properly.

He said, " That pie, no good baby, too thick base, meat wrong for you, I'll allow you that one bite now, but I'm working on it so your guts don't get damaged, you need to be fit for England."

I said, "But it was tasty,"

Damon snarled. Samuel was already in the freezer looking for what else I'd made. He and Adam were excited. They started moving certain treats to the top shelves where I couldn't reach so much. And I knew they'd eat it all away while we were in England. After the meal, we went to the living room to see what we needed for England. 

Damon looked online to see how to apply for judging rights and shows, and then we looked at houses together. It was awkward as Damon insisted I was on his lap. Being on his lap wasn't quite natural right away, and we went to the couch to lie on each other's laps and look at houses. But being in his lap was good to be, not bad at all. It felt more and more natural by the minute.

We browsed the pages of several real estate companies, looking for that one thing in common that would strike such a perfect chord with both of us. Eventually, we found one lovely, big old mansion, and Damon bought it online. It was our home. It would be decorated, but we would make it our home. Our home together, and that was the thing we planned. I felt Damon's enthusiasm through our bond, and I let my enthusiasm show. We would nest together for the first time in our lives. 

Adam and Samuel were still in the kitchen looking through the freezer and seemed to talk amongst themselves that eating through the freezer was an excellent project. Damon printed out the forms we filled out, and then he faxed them to the kennel club already prepared so that our applications would be ready when we got there.

We went packing. Damon always took his Mimi bag with him. This means that supplies are needed if I get some sort of medical problem. I didn't fight him. My bag had weapons in it, I had a permit in England, and I had put the local blood farm on my address so a blood shipment would be promised; they had had a lot of different creatures, so I would have a lot of blood to test.

I told Damon, and he said, " Oh baby, you're spoiling this old vampire who's been drinking from humans his whole life, and now I'm going to get a taste of all the new things, oh Baby, I'm looking forward to it,"

I said, "The blood farm is pretty full, so they'll be sending a lot of blood; I'll probably need a blood room, too."

I had told Adam and shown him the blood rooms, but not Damon.

Damon grunted and said, "Adam has told me, but I haven't seen one yet. But yeah, let's make a blood room, then consecrate it. Let's see how well we can get the fucking debt down."

Yeah, let's see how much we can get done when we can't keep our hands off each other. 

 We'd get the keys from the estate agent when we got there. Adam agreed to drop us off at the airport, promising that the fleas would be perfectly fine under his care and I could concentrate on being Mimi for now.

The plane was ready when we arrived at the airport, and we collected our bags and suitcases. We boarded the plane and sat down for take-off, but Damon sat next to me and undressed me the whole time, and by the time the plane was in the air, I was naked, and so was Damon.

There were many good seats to dedicate, and the pilot heard we were fucking all the way through. I was just wondering how we got any everyday life done when we were busy, at least on the plane. When the plane landed, we put on our clothes and left the plane smelling of sex.

There were pack cars at the airport, and the pilot agreed to be our driver as he drove us to a fancy car dealership. Then we bought our own cars. We had already agreed on the plane that we might have different shows and schedules, so we got our own cars. Damon was looking at the SUVs while I was already seeing what I wanted. 

This time, I bought a sports BMW with a rosy red metallic paint job. Damon's, an SUV, was strong and silver. I didn't even know the make and wasn't interested.

Damon looked at my car and said, " You pick the right cars for you, baby; I buy mostly practical ones while you buy the pretty ones."

I chuckled as I got the keys in my hand. I went to my car, put my bag in the cab, and adjusted everything to perfection. This little baby was certainly a great ride. We'd agreed no gigs, just everyday life, and if there were an extreme emergency, we'd see. But Adam and Magnum would take care of the fleas, and the local fleas were now in charge, and I was not to be disturbed. Damon even turned off his lady phone.

 First, we drove to the estate agency and got the keys, then Damon found a haulage company that would deliver a container to the yard where we could put everything we didn't need, and they'd put it up for sale.

Damon was already excitedly planning the decorating, how we would go to the store and look for everything or look online. The mansion had five floors and lots of rooms, several outbuildings, livable ones too. Damon had already planned some kind of fucking shed for us, a separate outbuilding just for fucking, well that wasn't a bad idea.

While I was thinking of a greenhouse and definitely an outdoor sauna, we had a lake in it so that an outdoor sauna would be a must; the plot was also huge, and old fields had been part of the farm at one time and had grown over, well we had time to plan everything. It was autumn when we drove to our house, winter was coming and we still didn't have time to do the yard that much, but we weren't in a hurry. 

We got the keys and drove our own cars to the house. I didn't feel like tearing up, even though I knew the little baby could do much better. I didn't bother racing. As I was driving there, I thought, "There's another thing I want to do. Race."

We arrived at the house and went to explore. The house was red, with white window sills and moldings on the doors. The house needed painting, and I wasn't sure if I wanted it to be red.

Damon grumbled, " No, not red, but we need to see if there are any rules or requirements for the house to be red, but yes, this needs paint on the surface. Maybe we can hire some locals to paint this. I don't know if we have time to go paint it."

It's good to have a telepathic husband, to save words. The windows looked old, and the house was in quite an open spot so that it might be drafty, but we could renovate or hire some renovators. We walked through the yard. There had actually been potato fields, and they were still on the ground, as well as carrots, onions, and fruit bushes.

Damon always tasted each bush before letting me have a taste. I spent quite a while with the cultivated raspberries, and Damon came and took me away because I just devoured them.

We looked at the lake, and I said, "Outdoor sauna, that's what's missing, and now I'm not sure how soon you can get one here. "

Damon grumbled and said, "Well, you grab it for a project, then. I'll see about getting us a greenhouse and some more shrubs and such, although it's not the perfect time to plant them yet."

We finally went inside. 

Damon said, "I'll order some food for us, and then tomorrow, we can get some more or somewhere in between."

I replied, " Yeah, I'm already looking through these and looking at candidates for a blood room. The blood will be in tomorrow morning, and the cabinets with it, so I'll get to put it in."

Damon raised his head and said, " We'll get to putting it in together. Oh baby, fresh blood and a blood room, this is going to be a magnificent house." 

I ran up the stairs at vampire speed to the top floor and started going through the rooms—dark mahogany, heavy furniture, dark wallpaper, horrible-looking toilet tiles. No surprise. Yes, there would be plenty of work to do, but then again, we wouldn't have a show every day, and if we wanted to, we could still redecorate together.

I was in one bathroom; the only thing good about it was the big bronze paw bath, and that would probably be a lovely place to be.

I didn't notice when suddenly Damon came and wrapped himself around me and said, "Baby, oh, this bathroom is terrible, but that tub, you're right, it needs to be sanctified. "

I turned around and kissed Damon passionately; he said, "In half an hour, the food will be here. I ordered the supplies. Then they'll be here a little later."

I said, " You know what, I've got a house in England. There's lots of meat and supplies. Now, I could probably get the fleas to grab them and bring them to the same time as the blood shipment tomorrow."

Damon looked and said, " Mmm. Yeah, or we'll get them together one day, and you can show off that house, too. That too needs to be baby, sanctified, and lots of.."

Damon was in a pretty fired-up mood, and after I had shown quite a few bedrooms to him, he was just more excited; then the doorbell rang, and Damon went to get the food delivery. I then went downstairs, and we had takeaway food; it was Chinese and good, safe for me, not perfect by any means, but as long as there was some food. Then we ended up sanctifying those bedrooms. Our life was pretty damn perfect now.