Chapter 246


    The DJ nods at Le and seems to put on whatever request she has made as she moves back with a


    satisfied fake smile on that little face.


    The sound of Pink “So What!” starts flowing across the room and I know Le is trying to convey to


    Daniel that she doesn’t care one iota about his presence. She’s in full defensive mode and the walls


    are up. Her song choice is one of attitude and I don’t need you.


    So definitively Le She’s obviously found her spark again and Daniel better bring his backbone.


    She turns to saucily saunter away from the DJ booth and I’m drawn to the fact that Daniel is almost


    upon her, catching her arm mid-stride, she recoils and tries to haul it from him. But he just keeps a


    strong hold tugging her back with him by the wrist to the booth. His arm stretched out as she tries to go


    the opposite way, but he keeps a firm hold of her while leaning into the DJ and saying something. He


    holds out what looks like a hundred-dor bill then the music is cut instantly. As soon as the softer


    notes of a new song starts Hunter turns back to the deathly still, ring, girl in his grip.


    Ed Sheeran “Thinking Out Loud”, waves across the room and I can’t help but smile. Hunter is taking my


    advice, doing this the softly, softly way. I could almost apud him right now; instead of bringing his


    wild cat back to heel he’s sweeping her off her feet. He should have done it this way long ago.


    The only thing on his face right now is fear, and I watch in fascination. Her little chin lifts and bristles


    with defensiveness, his body sags and he bespletely submissive to her, almost in response,


    reading her.


    Daniel is not being his usual dominant, cocky self with his little fury girl. He’s reaching inside showing


    her a part of him that obviously existed when she was sixteen years old, when he’d made her first time


    with him memorable. A part of Daniel I’m guessing no one ever really gets to see.


    Jake slides in next to me, cing two beers on the table, sliding an arm around me and joins in on


    watching The Hunter and Le Show.


    “I told him to stop with the games and just talk to her, like a normal person; to stop acting like this was


    all some “casual see where it goes bullshit” and just be honest with her,” he says huskily.


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    Games huh? Not so long ago I knew a certain guy who was rather partial to our little games. That guy


    seems to have calmed down nowadays though.


    I smile up at him, warmly, receiving a kiss on the forehead as a reward before my eyes snap straight


    back to the couple that I really want to sort things out.


    Le tries to tug herself away again, but Hunter won’t let go, despite her resistance her normal fire is


    absent, and she turns her body instead, so she can look away from him. He only steps closer so he


    spoons her, his hand instantly moving to her hair, gently brushing it away as he leans in saying


    something in her ear. His whole manner is soft and agonizingly sincere, and I can’t help feeling like


    we’re getting a glimpse into something deep and meaningful. The music flowing over the entire bar only


    adds to the heart tugging scene before me, the song, somehow, crazily Daniel.


    Whatever he’s saying is having some sort of effect as Le’s lip starts to wobble, and she bites on it to


    stop herself from crying. The music obviously giving a helping hand as her defenses start to crumble,


    lifting that chin again, tensing her body to try to resist. He lets go of her arm and runs a trail of fingers


    from her wrist to her shoulder, still bent in low, talking directly into her ear. She physically trembles and I


    smile, knowing exactly how Jake can make me feel by doing that, knowing Le has zero chance with


    Hunter if she does love him. Brief tender touches have a way of going straight into your soul.


    Daniel stands up straight, walking around her so they’re face-to-face. He tilts her chin up on gentle


    fingertips, softly. Le stiffens and presses her lips together hard. She’s trying to stop herself from


    crying, stop herself from submitting, but Daniel is obviously doing an amazing job with whatever words


    are flying from his mouth. He has an expression of sheer adoration on his face as he moves in, slowly


    lowering himself to her height. He looks nothing like the boy I met so long ago, smug, and cocky,


    checking me out. Instead, there’s the softness of a heart on show, desperation to win back the woman


    who makes him whole. It pulls a little tug of emotion from my chest.


    It’s obvious to the entire room that Daniel Hunter is well and truly deeply in love with Le.


    He delicately cups her jaw with one hand, brushing back stray hairs from her face with the other, he’s


    still saying something to her. In fact, the whole time they’ve been standing there, while she’s been in


    defiant silence, he hasn’t stopped talking to her. Her body is slowly loosening its stiff resolve.


    A tear rolls down her cheek and he wipes it away with his thumb gently, kissing her where it was.


    There’s a body flicker a little at the contact. He leans in lower, bringing his mouth achingly close. Sarah


    and I are locked on, with bated breath watching and waiting. Captivated by every beautiful moment


    unfurling across the room, mentally pleading with Le to let him in.


    Jake’s drinking his beer, casually stroking my shoulder, not as fascinated by this emotional scene as


    we women are. I nudge his thigh and point, urging him to look and take some interest in what’s


    happening here.


    Daniel and Le are really connecting.


    I re at him as he smirks and shakes his head at me. He’s obviously a typical man after all, having no


    clue or care right now and looking moderately bored. Watching him means I’m missing them, so I flip


    my gaze back to the pair feeling Jake’s hand run across my head, petting me, because once again I’m


    so devastatingly adorable to him. I sigh, eye rolling at his typical guyness, and wait with bated breath.


    Daniel is so close to her that their mouths are almost touching, he’s still talking, still moving painfully


    closer. Edging in, softly, keeping her eyes locked on his.


    I wonder what the hell he’s been saying all this time?


    He’s cradling her face and slowly the tension in her body seems to be sapping away. He’s breaking


    down the Le defense system and the walls are slowly lowering. Finally, agonizingly, he bridges the


    gap and kisses her, painfully slowly, eyes fully locked. Their gaze, one of the gentlest and tender I have


    ever witnessed in my life and it tugs right into my stomach causing a huge pit of female emotion.


    Sarah and I both sp hands and gasp “Aww …” at that same moment I catch Jake eye rolling,


    dramatically, which earns him a smack on his thigh.


    Unfeeling bastard.


    As soon as Le rxes into Daniel’s kiss, their eyes close and he slides his arms around her waist


    and lifts her up to his height. Her arms slide around his neck and presses into him, so they mold


    together perfectly. All cute littlepact curves against tall hard and athletic muscle, they make a


    gorgeous blonde couple.


    Le’s heels pick up, she bends her knees so any passing victim could be impaled on those shoes, but


    neither of them seem to care. They are oblivious to everything around them as they move into a deep


    passionate kiss with a lot of tongue, getting as close to one another as is humanly possible.


    I know how that feels.


    I shy away with an ufortable frown as their passion turns up a gear.


    Okay, so cute when it’s romantic. But now it’s just a little pervy to be watching them hit full-blown


    erotica.


    Jake leans into me and kisses me on the cheek. I guess that’s his little ‘Oh I’m happy for my mates’


    gesture, and now he can get back to convincing me that I really want to go home. He seems to be


    * * *


    We’ve been here hours and it appears everyone, except me, is moderately drunk. Le is wrapped


    around Hunter, on hisp, and the pair of them haven’t stopped ogling and kissing one another since


    they sat down. We gave up trying to keep them in conversation ages ago. They only have eyes for


    each other tonight. The crazy aggressive nature of their rtionship ispletely missing, all gentle


    looks and caresses, and they seem so ridiculously in love. I guess there will be no bloody noses and


    bruised jaws when they finally get to a bed.


    Jake has pulled me against him in a very possessive manner, arm looped casually around my neck,


    hand hanging loose in front of me. He’s been this way since he got here, constantly close.


    A few more of Jake’s friends have joined us at the table, familiar faces from Arrick’s birthday. Sarah’s


    lost in conversation with two brtes who keep ogling over Jake and Hunter, despite the men being


    very obviously attached to Le and me.


    They’re lucky I’m too tired to care. Jake has spent the entire time looking at some guy to his right and


    Daniel is too wrapped up in Le to even notice. Luckily, or both those bitches would have very sore


    faces.


    I yawn, snuggling against Jake, bored with drunken chat, aching to go to sleep. Jake is merry and not


    as sober as he seems which, I’m guessing, is why he’s rxed enough to let us stay. Jake wasn’t


    interested in staying after his bro’ and Le hooked up. I wanted to stay, and with some perfectly


    ced doe eyes and pouty lips aimed his way I started to realize just how much I can wrap him around


    my little finger. Outright defiance bristles his domineering side, but sweet soft looks seem to melt all his


    resistance.


    So much for marching me home before ten!


    I won this little battle, not that there won’t be


    many more in our future, knowing him. I think Jake is enjoying kicking back again, drinking and being in


    a club is something he’s avoided since the night with that bitch. I sigh up at him, adoringly, no tug of


    pain from thinking about her at all.


    Am I finally ready to just ept what happened? All of it? Baby included?


    Jake spots me yawning for the second time and slides his beer on the table, an instant change of


    expression as full on care giver mode moves in.