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Part One.
"Okay so how is this actually going to work? We have no story about why we're together and nothing to fall back on if he starts asking us questions. Plus you know that I'm a terrible liar, so it'll be you telling him everything" Betty crossed one leg over the other as she shifted on the bar stool that she was sat on. She had been toying with the straw that was placed in her drink, absentmindedly pushing the cubes of ice around the glass while keeping her gaze planted on the man that stood next to her.
"We don't have to make up a story, if he asks we just tell him that we've known each other for five years, you moved here and I came running after you. It's easy, we just tell the truth about us working together then we add a few pet names and kisses into the mix and we're fine. He's not going to suspect anything, we're close enough to pull this off. Don't worry." Daniel leant against the bar and picked up his tumbler filled with scotch and tilted it so that the ochre liquid fell against the cubes of ice, still looking at Betty as she pushed her hair behind her ear. He sipped on the sharp alcohol in an attempt to try and distract himself from her bronzed legs, which seemed to fall so effortlessly from her dress. The collar of his shirt tightened ever so slightly as he once again noticed her cleavage which her dress drastically enhanced. After seeing Betty hide away her curves for so long, her new found self esteem made Daniel's head spin. It was as if she was the same woman on the inside but on the outside? Jesus Christ her body and the way she used it was enough to make Daniel pathetically weak. The next four days were going to be excruciatingly long if Betty kept on making Daniel feel like he did now. The rate at which Betty was going was driving him to the edge of insanity and the thought of him not being able to touch her in the way that he wanted to was like adding salt to an already painful wound.
"How are you so confident that this is going to work?" she shook her head at Daniel's confidence that this plan was going to run like clockwork. In her mind, this would either be a massive success or an even bigger failure.
"It's not as if we're robbing a bank or running a terrorist organisation, B. Although I could give you a rather suggestive Bond girl name…"
"You're walking on very thin ice right now, Mr Meade" she widened her eyes as Daniel smirked and laughed at her.
"Seriously though, I bet you all of the money in my bank account that it'll work. I'm telling you, B. It'll be fine…"
"Mmm well let's hope so. And seriously Daniel? Kissing? If I know you as well as I think I do, you'll have us sleeping together too…"
"Well I wouldn't say no…" he smirked as he took a sip of his scotch only to feel Betty hitting his arm.
"Seriously B, violence is not the way to get me into bed" he joked but Betty just shook her head and glared at him; her eyes smouldering against Daniel's pools of blue.
"God if I'm that repulsive, just say B. You don't have to kiss me" Daniel rolled his eyes as he spoke, watching as Betty giggled at his melodramatic expressions.
"I didn't say that I didn't want to…" she stared warily at her glass which sat on the countertop.
"Oh so you do? Wow, I didn't see that coming" he shifted slightly, moving only a few centimetres closer to Betty.
"Okay, I didn't say that I didn't want to but I didn't technically say I did either. You just decided that I do" she glared at him as she spoke, trying to resist the smile threatening to surface that was inevitable whenever he smirked at her like that.
"Whatever, B. If there ever comes a time, I'll be sure to say 'I told you so', don't worry about that" he smiled and looked down at his scotch again before glancing up to see Betty looking at him disapprovingly.
"There is one more thing though…" Daniel looked up and Betty could tell by the glint in his eyes and the smirk on his face that he was up to no good.
"If I'm helping you out with this little plan, what do I get in return?"
"What makes you think that you're getting rewarded?" she narrowed her eyes as she took another sip of her drink, licking her lips as she glared uncertainly at Daniel.
"Well other than the fact than the hotel having a rather amazing looking pool, nothing really made me think that I was getting rewarded. I kind of just presumed that such a large favour would be compensated"
"Okay…but what does a pool have to do with getting rewarded?"
"If I pretend to be your boyfriend for four whole days, all I ask is that seeing as though we've got a whole afternoon to kill tomorrow, you come swimming with me in the hotel and I get to see how hot you look in a bikini"
"That's what you want? You want me to wear a bikini in return for you going along with the plan that you made up?"
"Mhmm and besides you practically get to see me naked too. You'd be getting more out of this trip that I would" he smirked at her again and raised his eyebrows as Betty narrowed her eyes and glared at him once more. She shook her head and scoffed quietly in disbelief at how forthright Daniel was when he wanted something. But in the blink of an eye she had already decided that if he wanted to see her in a bikini, then he would. She was going to give him what he wanted, but only at a price.
"Dream on big boy, I'm going home" she slid off the bar stool and slung her bag over her shoulder before starting to make her way towards the door of the bar. Daniel, however, placed his hand on her waist; stopping her from going any further. His face was only slightly higher than hers and his body didn't move when he whispered in her ear so huskily and gruffly that tiny waves of electricity ran down her spine.
"Sweet dreams, then. Let's hope that you don't dream anything too dirty about me tonight" she stepped backwards to see his usually light sapphire eyes had turned dark with exhilaration and he tightened his grip on her body momentarily. The way every nerve in her body seemed to burn with thrill almost scared her. The effect that Daniel had on her was new and undiscovered and she hated to admit that it was a feeling that she sinisterly and secretly loved.
Daniel slowly and cautiously dropped his hand from its firm position on her waist. He dragged his hand across the silk of her dress and grazed it down her thigh, making her shudder uncontrollably. It was then that she stepped forward, keeping her gaze on Daniel's opaque expression as she moved away from his body.
She made her way towards the door, turning back to see Daniel watching her as she left. He noticed her watching him as she bit her bottom lip and smiled seductively into his dark stare. She was deliberately making her ass sway more when she walked and she made a point of looking back at Daniel as she left the bar and hailed a cab.
He watched her as she got into the cab that she had hailed down but he waited a while before he left the Soho bar himself. If she only knew how crazy she made him and how sexy she was. If she had stayed any longer, if she had seduced him any more, that dress would no longer be wrapped around her body. Rather it would be lying on the floor of his hotel suite along with her underwear. He was shameless in admitting that Miss Suarez was not only the woman that he loved but the woman that he both wanted and needed.
