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A/N: Thank you all so much for the reviews, they are much appreciated! Enjoy the new installment, I hope it doesn't disappoint! Also, a few people asked about the places I reference in the fic- Yes! - they are all real. Feel free to Google them- even the address of Betty's apartment in Mayfair, London!
Daniel's blue eyes stared into hers, surprise quickly fading to need. The hand cupping his neck eased away as Betty nibbled her bottom lip in anticipation. The thought of his mouth on hers was enough to make her want to close the final distance between them, but a sudden shyness made her hesitate. It was less than a minute, but Betty could have sworn it was hours before Daniel spoke, "You don't know how many times I've thought about this."
Betty barely had time to absorb the words before he lowered his head. The second she felt his lips on hers there was heat and need and fiery sparks she could see with her eyes closed. Daniel brushed her lips lightly with his own. Passion rose. He wanted her. Holding onto his self control with ridged determination he kept the kiss easy, gently parting her lips with his own. As if on an exploration his tongue leisurely teased her bottom lip before sweeping in to flirt with her own… achingly…making each movement count. Betty was losing her mind. This was more than a kiss, she felt as though Daniel was branding her as his own.
As he started to ease back, Betty released a barely audible moan. The sound made Daniel's already tense muscles coil. Liquid brown eyes opened, gazing up at him with soft warmth and a plea.
"Daniel," she whispered. Reaching out she twined her fingers with his own. His pulse thundered. Easy, he reminded himself. Ineffectively, he tried to temper his breathing. He closed his eyes. She needed to stop looking at him like she wanted… like she wanted him.
Daniel opened his eyes. "Betty, we should--"
"Daniel," she whispered. " I…maybe since always… Daniel… I've fallen in love with you." She glanced at him from beneath lowered lashes. She felt naked, as if Daniel could literally see her soul. And perhaps he could.
Restraint shattered. After weeks in limbo and endless hours on edge since he'd arrived in London, her words were a balm to the burn of uncertainty that had lived in his gut. Desperately he reached across the sofa and pulled her into his arms. She came willingly.
One hand tangled in her hair while the other pressed against her back, molding her to his chest. This time it wasn't delicate. This was hot and demanding. He kissed her as if he didn't have a choice. The intensity of his passion intoxicated her. Her mouth was fused to his, tongues dueling, straining towards each other as if neither could get close enough.
Daniel pulled back grasping Betty's shoulder. His eyes had darkened to cobalt. Swallowing hard he met her heated gaze.
"I should go- no--I need to go, now. There's so many things I still want to say but right now I'm..." His hot eyes raked over her from head to toe, "...distracted. It's late and I don't want to mess anything up."
Despite the fact that her whole body throbbed, Betty nodded. "I know, me neither. I have to work tomorrow- -You should go before…" Betty's gaze drew to Daniel's, the rest of the sentiment unspoken.
Daniel cleared his throat and fought for composure. It was damned difficult. "Right. So I'm... going. For now." He roughly ran a hand through his hair. "Walk me to the door before I change my mind," he joked- sort of.
Betty wasn't sure her legs would carry her but since she was certain Daniel would catch her if they gave way, she was willing to risk it. Hand in hand they ambled towards the door. Neither was in a hurry to say goodbye. Finally, they had no choice.
Daniel looked down at her as he pulled the door open. "I'll call you tomorrow, we can talk more then."
"Okay. I'll be off work tomorrow around 5:30 tomorrow if you want to do something."
"I definitely want," Daniel teased.
Betty blushed. "That's not what I meant!" Daniel's laugh echoed down the corridor.
Growing serious he lifted her hand, turning it palm up. Tenderly, he placed a kiss on her palm. "I love you."
Betty felt the kiss sear her palm. Brown eyes filled with emotion she stepped closer to him. "I love you too."
Daniel reached out and caught a strand of hair, winding it around his finger and slowly releasing. "Good night Betty Suarez."
"Night Daniel." She watched him take a step back, then another. Suddenly he released a pent up breath and came forward, placing a quick, hard kiss against her lips.
"Now I'm leaving," he promised. Turning he started to walk away.
"Are you sure this time?"
Daniel glanced at her over his shoulder. "Don't tempt me. Now go inside and lock the door. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Alright, until tomorrow," she sighed contentedly. With a last lingering look Betty closed the door.
Daniel waited until he heard the lock fall into place before continuing to the elevators. As the doors slid open Daniel could hear "Walking on Sunshine" being played from an apartment nearby. A split-second later he grinned, the apartment was Betty's.
"Walking on Sunshine" Lyrics
I used to think maybe you love me, now baby I'm sure
And I just cant wait till the day, when you knock on my door
Now every time I go for the mail box, gotta hold myself down
'cause I just cant wait till you write me, you're coming around
[Chorus:]
I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)
I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)
I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)
And don't it feel good (HEY!) Alright now
And don't it feel good (HEY!) Alright now
All right now yeah! (HEY!)
I used to think maybe you love me, I know that it's true
And I don't wanna spend all of my life just waiting for you (just waiting for you)
Now I don't want you back for the weekend, not back for a day, no, no, no
Baby I just want you back and I want you to stay