Chapter 1: Missing

Lulu and Lucky didn't think twice about their dad's disappearance. Most residents of Port Charles were used to Luke Spencer's dalliances with far off places, and multiple women. He was a free-spirit in every sense of the word – something that Lulu reminded Dante he didn't know about her father truly yet. This was his first chance at really getting to know her father – and the best, she added. To know him gone is to know him better, she insisted. To be honest, she'd rather not waste her time that specifically was reserved for Dante on her father's whereabouts. And Dante, a good cop but an even better man, was too weak to argue when she stepped out of his new bathroom in a red silk negligee that was begging him to tear off.

She isn't playing fair, he thought before letting out a deep sigh. The sight of her honestly took his breathe away – and his desire for her overwhelmed his desire to find Luke Spencer. All he wanted now was to find out what was behind the red, shiny fabric. "Luke who," he whispered under his breath as she crawled to the center of the bed on her hands and knees into a straddling position over him. Still on her hands and knees with her lips a millimeter from his and staring straight into his eyes, Lulu whispered back, "Exactly." His reserves left him and he pulled her body to him and kissed her passionately – and, well, they were unfamiliar with each other carnally no more.

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Dante awoke first the next morning a little confused at his whereabouts for a few moments. Lulu was cuddled against his chest and both were lying on the couch. The couch? How did we get here – his thought process stopped as he began to remember the previous night. A smile crossed his face as he said to himself, that's right, we broke the bed. Wow, he whispered, as he continued to think about his and Lulu's nocturnal festivities. Both were so hungry for each other that neither could contain the passion any longer. He'd never expected their love-making to be so – what is the word I'm thinking of, he asked himself – oh, so primal. He looked down at her, still sleeping and whispered slowly, "You wanted me as badly as I wanted you. You are so beautiful." Then he kissed her head. She stirred then, rubbing her hair and hands against his chest as she started to wake. It made him shiver a little. A smile spread across her face, knowing exactly where she was and loving it.

As her eyes fluttered open, she heard his sexy voice say to her, "Good Morning, Beautiful." Her favorite words from her favorite person in this entire world, she thought. She looked up at him and responded in her early morning raspy, deep, sexy voice, "Good Morning, sexy." He brought her body the three inches separating them to his lips and kissed her. She moaned in his lips, then said, "This couch is pretty sturdy, don't you think?" He laughed in their kiss and responded, "It has to be, you broke my bed."

Lulu sat up from him a little and, acting appalled said, "Wait a minute, there were two of us on that bed…"

"Yeah, but you were like a tiger stalking her prey. I had no chance. You were an animal," his eyes glossed over with desire as he went to kiss her again. She pulled away briefly from the kiss, "I think I was more your prey with how you had me wrapped around you and…"

He couldn't take it anymore, "Damn, Lulu," he said as he brought her body to connect with his from forehead to toenails, wrapping his legs around her and pulling her almost onto him while caressing her lips with his and her hips with his. Lulu yelped with surprised delight followed by a disappointed moan when he stopped short of entering her. "Patience," he whispered through kisses.

And, on that cue, his phone rang. The ringtone told them both who it was and that he needed to answer it.

"Okay, so answer it but get rid of him if you can," Lulu said as he picked it up, then added with a quick kiss, "because we're not done." Dante gave her his sexy, low laugh and answered his phone, "Hey, Lucky, what's up?"

Lulu watched the warmth in Dante's eyes diminish as the seconds ticked by. "Are you sure?" he said into the phone. After a brief time, he said, "I knew something was up. I saw the same thing yesterday. Hey, let's meet in an hour at Kelly's." Lulu's ears adjusted and she could hear Lucky's voice on the other end.

Lucky's muffled voice asked, "Lulu should be there, too. But I've been trying to get a hold of her and she's not picking up."

Dante answered, smiling at Lulu, "It's turned off. She's with me."

"Okay, enough said. By the way, I'm glad that you're with my sister but I don't want to know any details when she sleeps over or even that she sleeps over," Lucky said.

"Don't worry, I don't kiss and tell," Dante smiled mischievously at Lulu, to which prompted Lulu to smack his chest playfully.

"See you in an hour," Lucky said and hung up.

"Hey, that was uncalled for, I was being gentlemanly," Dante defended.

"Lucky doesn't need to know our nighttime festivities," Lulu said, kissing him.

"I wouldn't submit your brother to that kind of naughty information about his sister. I wouldn't want him to see you anything other than his sweet and innocent little sister…although you proved last night that you're not so sweet and innocent, are you?" Dante said while rubbing her back and kissing her lips and neck.

"Why did we wait so long to do this?" Lulu whispered hypothetically. She very much wanted him and was about to take control when he stopped kissing her abruptly.

"We can't. We have to meet your brother," Dante said, his eyes now serious.

"Why?" she said as she kissed his chest and neck, "Can't we be late?"

"No, it's about your father," he said.

She stopped and looked directly into his eyes with her questioning ones.

"He's missing. And so is Helena."