Cherries & Cuts

Chapter 3: Cherry Lip Gloss

He was leaning against his bike, smoking a cigarette when he saw her car pull into the diner's parking lot. He was nervous, which didn't make any sense. He didn't get nervous and especially not over some piece of tail. He put the cigarette out as she climbed out and then he remembered why he was nervous. Damn but she looked fucking edible in that short little dress and cowboy boots, her hair a flowing mess of gold over her shoulder and cherry red lips. She smiled at him, walking over. "Hey."

He nodded his head and smirked. "Hey yourself." He opened the door for her and watched her ass as she walked past him and led him to a booth in the back corner. "So, when were you going to tell me you were the president's daughter?" he asked as they sat down across from each other.

She smiled and thanked the waitress that brought their menus over before taking their drink order and walking away. Beth flipped open her menu and looked at him. "I hadn't thought about it until it was too late," she answered honestly.

"So you knew exactly who I was yesterday, but you gave me your number anyways?" He found it slightly amusing that she was so ready to get in trouble, just like him. They made quite the pair, didn't they?

She shrugged her shoulders a bit. "Daddy's so damn over protective; he usually keeps one of the prospects on me all the time." She looked up at him. "They're not exactly hard to lose though."

Daryl chuckled and shook his head, looking at her. "So you're a bad girl huh?"

"I wouldn't say that." They ordered their food when the waitress came back with their drinks before she looked at him again. "Tell me about Charming."

He wrinkled his nose a bit and looked at her. "Why?"

"You know about Valley Springs."

He rolled his eyes a little. "It's…okay I guess. It's been getting louder and louder lately, but its home." He shrugged his shoulders and looked across the table at her, wanting to know if her lips tasted as good as they looked. "Gonna come visit me someday?" he asked, trying to tease her but as soon as the words were out of his mouth he realized how much he would really enjoy her coming to see him.

She gave him a smirk over the rip of her water as she sipped on it. "I might." She thanked the waitress when she brought their food over before looking back at Daryl. "Then again, I wouldn't want you to get in trouble."

He smirked a little, nearly drowning his fries in ketchup. "For you, I'd get in trouble."

"Why's that?" she asked.

Daryl shook his head. "You just seem like the kind of girl who'd be worth it." Damn, if her blush wasn't the sexiest damn thing he'd ever seen, he didn't know what was. They spent hours talking, about everything and anything, just getting to know each other. Daryl found out she was only nineteen and did the math in his head. He was sixteen years older than she was, but fuck if he cared. She didn't seem to mind either when she asked how old he was and he told her.

He also found out that even though she was only nineteen, she'd taken classed online and had managed to get a degree in accounting, which was why her daddy let her handle the books. She actually knew what she was doing. She told him about her sister who was married and off traveling with her rich husband and he told her about his brother who died from an overdose. They both had dead moms, and she actually had a decent taste in movies, none of that chick flick shit. They were there until they got kicked out so the diner could close.

Daryl walked her to her car and watched her lean against the door, staring up at him through dark lashes and licking those cherry red lips. He had to know. Slowly he leaned in, cadging her in with his arms on either side of her on top of the car. He stared down at her as he slowly dipped his head. He felt her sharp intake of breath when he kissed her and he couldn't help the growl in the back of his throat. She tasted like the sweetest cherries of summer, the kind you would kill for. His hands fell from the top of the car, holding her hips, pulling her against him as she wrapped her arms around his neck pressing closer. He kissed her until he was on the verge of passing out from lack of air.

Slowly he pulled away and looked down at her, her eyes heavy and her lips swollen. They both knew he had to leave tomorrow, had to go back to Charming, but hell if they cared. If all they got was tonight, they were going to take what they could. He kissed her one last time before stepping away. "Good night, Beth."

She smiled a little and he swore he saw the pain in her eyes he was feeling in his chest. "Night, Daryl." He watched her get in her car and back out, driving away, before he climbed on his bike and headed back to the clubhouse. Tomorrow was going to be hell.

…

Beth was standing beside her daddy as they said goodbye to Jax, but she made sure not to look at Daryl for too long, always keeping her eyes moving. They followed the boys out to their bikes and watched them drive off. Beth frowned a little, watching until Daryl was out of sight. She knew it was unlikely she'd see him again, but she didn't care. He was different, he wasn't like the rest of the guys in the crew, he treated her differently.

"What did you think of them boys?" her daddy asked as they headed back inside.

Beth shrugged her shoulders, not wanting to give anything away. "They seem nice enough." She looked up at him as he sat down on a bar stool and grabbed a bottle, pouring himself a drink. "Why?

He sighed and looked at her. "They're going to send a few of them back in a day or two to help out with our Mayan problem."

Beth smile a little. "Is that right?" She went behind the bar and poured drinks for a few of the other boys, making sure they were taken care of. As her daddy started to talk to his right hand before giving the prospects something to keep them busy she thought about who might come back. Honestly, she didn't care, but she was really, really hoping Daryl came back. If she could have him again, even for a few days, she could handle him leaving again. It would be worth it.

She felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket and pulled it out, smiling when she saw the text message from him. Oh, she was in so much trouble.