Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews, just wanted to say that for the next few chapters I really need you to look at my polyvore account to look at Betty's outfits and to understand why Daniel reacts the way that he does. So if you log on to olivia - mackie . polyvore .com without the spaces the outfit marked with an 'x' in the second piece of dialogue is labelled 06. thanks again Olivia xxx
Part Two.
With the prospects of a five-hour long drive weighted on his shoulders coupled with the unbelievably hard task of resisting her for the next four days; Daniel Meade continued climbing the staircase which lead to Betty's apartment. It was the morning after their rendezvous in a bar nestled in Soho and Daniel had realised, after waking up to a pounding headache, that the numerous measures of scotch that he consumed had contributed considerably to the night's events. With the remnants of Betty's teasing words hovering at the back of his mind he was trying to figure out whether it was the alcohol which had fuelled her provocative and tormenting remarks or whether it was something new which had sparked between them. And for some weirdly new and intriguing reason, Daniel felt comfortable and confident enough to carry on teasing her. It was as if he was learning to ride a bike again. As soon as Daniel caught his balance and felt confident in doing something so new and alien, he was desperate to try again just to remember what it felt like. He yearned to see how her eyes darkened when he said something that thrilled her but he'd already begun to forget how it felt when he slid his hand down her thigh so delicately that she almost didn't feel it. All of these thoughts seemed to escalate and heighten when he reached the door of her apartment. He inhaled deeply, shaking any distracting thoughts from his head, and knocked softly on her door. He barely had time to blink before it flew open and he was stood watching as Betty ran in and out of her bathroom and bedroom carrying all sorts of possessions.
"Sorry, I'll be two seconds. I promise" she called from somewhere inside her bedroom as she closed her wardrobe doors and shut off her laptop.
"It's ok, do you want some help?" he asked as she grabbed a toiletry bag from the doorway of her bathroom. She was wearing a loose fitting t-shirt with a skirt which only just peeked out from underneath the white material of the shirt. x Once again he noticed her bronzed and toned legs which the silk skirt seemed to flow around so gracefully. God she looks good, Daniel thought as his heart began to beat harder against his chest. Seeing her looking so effortlessly beautiful only made him love her more.
"No it's okay, I'm done now" she replied as she returned to the kitchen.
He smiled, transfixed, as he leant against the kitchen counter and watched as she knelt down in front of an overnight bag and placed the toiletry bag inside of it before zipping it up.
He loved to just watch her, see how her hair always fell in front of her face and how she'd carefully placed it back behind her ears. He could spend all day just observing the quirky little habits that adorned her personality, like the way that she would always ask what he was thinking or how she would catch him watching her but wouldn't tell him to stop.
She swiftly glanced to Daniel and then back to her make-up bag which sat next to a pair of ballet flats on the floor. She knew that he was watching her and tried desperately hard not to blush under his gaze. She picked up her make-up bag and made her way into her bedroom, picking up her bag and sliding in her phone and purse along with the nearly bursting make-up bag. She made sure that she had everything she needed before turning off the bathroom light, locking her window and wandering out to meet Daniel in the kitchen. She slipped on the ballet pumps and tied them before meeting his gaze.
"Hi" he said looking at her as she finally calmed down and caught her breath
"Hi" she said smiling at him and tilting her head as she noticed him looking at her in that way. The way that makes her stomach tighten and head spin.
"Sorry but why have you been hiding those for so long?" he gestured towards her legs with his hand, his eyes wide both in confusion and shock. For so long Betty had covered up her body and it was only now that she had started to show more and more of it.
She shrugged in response to his question, smiling in embarrassment as she looked to the floor.
"I'm serious B. They're hot…like really, really hot" she giggled and blushed uncontrollably, feeling completely giddy as Daniel looked at her body.
"You're not too bad yourself" she looked directly into his sapphire eyes as a lift of confidence coursed through her veins.
Daniel smirked at her and pushed his hands in the pockets of his jeans. Betty couldn't help but take in Daniel's changed appearance. The blue, pinstriped shirt he wore tightened slightly across his arms and chest and the sleeves had been rolled up to the elbow. His jeans were slimmer fitting than he normally wore them and she had immediately loved the grey suede brogues he was wearing too. He was driving Betty crazy and this was partly due to the fact that his muscles had grown drastically since she had last seen him. He had generally become a lot more muscular, his chest was firmer, his shoulders were broader, his arms were stronger and his stomach tighter. She loved how resilient and solid the muscles in his back were too but had only noticed when he'd answered the door topless before their night at the bar. She was discovering on a daily basis things that made her head spin and stomach burn with nerves. There was something so powerful about Daniel and yet his personality was the complete opposite. She had known all along that Daniel was an extremely good looking and handsome man but it was only after they had distanced themselves from each other that she had really noticed his well-built exterior. But he wasn't skinny or slight and that's what Betty loved about him. Most of the men that she had met had amazing bodies but they were all too pretty and not nearly as rugged enough. Fair enough Daniel had grown more muscular but he wasn't a small man. He was tall and strong and gave her the protection and security that she needed. In truth, he was the only man that she'd ever known who had made her feel completely and utterly safe. Both Matt and Henry hadn't made her feel particularly safe and they were both, although she hated to sound so mean, but they were both so scrawny and childlike. Daniel, on the other hand, as much of an innuendo as this sounds, is a man. Not just because of his appearance and strength but also because of how he copes with things in his life and how protective he is of Betty. His body and strength are two of many things that draw Betty into Daniel. The feeling of his taught arms which seem to belittle her body make her feel so calm and shielded; like nothing could touch her. She had pined for longer than she could remember, despite all of the teasing and funny remarks shared between them, to have Daniel's hands on her body. Just to feel his skin searching for hers. She wanted him to find every millimetre of her skin with his strong and muscular hands, taking in her body like a drug. She wanted to know what his lips felt like on her skin, she wanted to know what it felt like to just be with Daniel. For there to be nothing but air between their bodies and to feel closer to him than ever.
But as quickly as her daydreaming had taken over her mind, Daniel had drawn her back to reality.
"You ready to go?" he asked as he pushed himself away from the counter he had been leaning on and stepped further towards Betty who was picking up her overnight bag from the floor.
"Mhmm" Daniel stepped forward, however, and stood behind her as she was about to put the overnight bag over her shoulder. He put his hand on hers and took the bag from it, throwing it over his own.
"Oh no you don't. That's way too heavy for you to carry" she turned to face him and waited to meet his gaze as he pulled the car keys out from his jeans pocket. He looked up to see Betty smiling gently at him as she watched him.
"What?" he smirked and Betty giggled slightly at his confused expression.
"Nothing…" she shook her head as she smiled at how much of a gentleman Daniel was. Despite his history with women, he knew how to treat them right and he always did.
She was about to pick up her bag, which had once stood next to her overnight bag in the doorway of her bedroom but instead her arm was met by the gentle grip of Daniel's hand.
"No, c'mon B I really wanna know" she turned around to face Daniel again and played with her fingernails in an attempt to avoid looking into Daniel's cobalt eyes in fear that she might fall to his feet.
"I don't know…you're just…you're just such a gentleman you know that?" she eventually plucked some courage up and managed to look into Daniel's eyes as she tried to make him understand that she wasn't joking. He didn't say anything. He just placed his hand on the small of her back and planted a sole, lingering kiss on her temple.
"Only for you, gorgeous" he winked at her as she rolled her eyes at him.
"Do you realise how cheesy you sound?" she asked as she grabbed the suit carrier with her dress inside of it from where it hung on the kitchen door.
"Oh come on, you can't deny that you love it" they had made their way over to the front door. Betty had picked up her bag and taken the keys out of the door before closing it behind her and Daniel.
"I really don't…" she laughed and shook her head at how persistent Daniel was right now. She pushed the key in the lock and began to turn it counter clockwise when she felt Daniel's chest pressed firm against her back. He had moved his lips only millimetres away from her ear as he continued the teasing which had been started the night before.
"Yeah you do. Especially when I do things like this…" he whispered in her ear as he moved his hands round to the front of her body to just below the hem of her skirt and excruciatingly slowly touched Betty's thighs with his fingertips. When his fingertips were definitely but barely touching her skin he started to drag them upwards. His hands weren't underneath her skirt but the way he was touching her made goose bumps rise to the surface of her skin. The all too familiar burning sensation quickly began to flame in the depths of her abdomen and she shuddered like she did the night before when he touched her in a very similar way. But with a strike of confidence Betty had pushed her ass into the space between Daniel's crotch and stomach and made him move backwards. She locked the door and started to walk down the corridor looking back and biting her lips as she saw Daniel still waiting, smirking, at the door of her apartment.
"This is gunna be a long day…" he mumbled under his breath before exhaling deeply as he watched her ass sway with the silk of her skirt and listen as her shoes clicked against the tiles of the corridor.