Dinner continues! This turned out to be a lot longer than I expected, though I struggled to get it out.. Not completely happy with this chapter, but as always - it is what it is :)

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"Bo, come in. Close the door behind you." Daniel instructed making Bo let out a small cry. "Sit, please."

They sat there in the man's office face to face a while in silence. Daniel stared at Bo with a musing look on his face. He was obviously appraising the woman. Bo was starting to break sweat under Lauren's father scrutiny and the man hadn't even said anything yet. The succubus was sure that the 'If you hurt my daughter' speech was coming.

Bo awkwardly cleared her throat trying to look relaxed and unfazed. "So.. Mr. Lewis.."

"Daniel."

"Daniel." Bo corrected forcing a little smile on her lips. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Oh, nothing really." The burly man shrugged nonchalantly.

"Okay." Bo nervously shifted on her seat. Her eyes were drawn toward the door. She wanted to bolt out, but at the same time she wanted to stay and tell Lauren's father how much she cared for his daughter. Bo looked at Daniel. Maybe later, she thought. I'll tell him later. "So maybe we should.."

Daniel met Bo's eyes. "Well, actually.. there's something."

"There always is." Bo muttered quietly.

"Hmm?"

"Of course there is." Bo nodded looking Daniel in the eyes. "You want me to know not to hurt your daughter.. And I won't. I promise."

"Uh huh." Daniel nodded rubbing his palms together then he smirked. "Pinky swear?"

"Uh?" Bo got out as she watched the man put out his pinky finger.

"Put it there." Daniel prompted sternly wiggling his finger.

"Sure." Bo said though she was not sure, if Lauren's father was messing with her or not. She wound her pinky around Daniels. "I promise." She said.

"I'm going to hold you to that."

Bo licked her lips nervously. She nodded taking a breath. "Um.. I've never felt like this.. about anyone."

"Good." Daniel breathed as he pulled back leaning on his chair. "Bo, I need you to know something."

Bo braced herself. Here it comes, she thought.

"I love Lauren." The man said full of affection.

"Me too." Bo was quick to reply and understood it was also true. She did love Lauren. Love. Bo noticed Daniel's eyebrow rise. "She's my.. dream girl. And I.. I love Lauren. But.. I.. Um.. Haven't told her yet. It's kinda soon, and maybe she.."

"She feels the same. I saw how she looked at you. How she is with you." Daniel interrupted Bo ramble. Before Bo's grin widened he continued. "And that is why I'd like to let you know.. I'm an ex-military man."

"Yes, Lauren told me. I have the highest respect.."

"I know my way around weapons, explosives and.. and poisons." Daniel continued in a low tone.

"Right.." Bo bit her lip anxiously.

"So if you ever hurt my daughter, there will be hell to pay."

"I understand. But I won't. Lauren is.. it for me. I would never hurt her. I need you to know that."

"I believe you Bo." Daniel soothed surprising Bo, who was gearing up to state her case, totally. "This 'talk' was just a precaution. A father's obligation."

"How's that sir?"

"Daniel." Daniel smiled. "I like you Bo. We all do. You are a lovely girl."

"Oh." Bo breathed out relieved.

"So tell me.. How did you meet? When did you decide to stay together? Or how do you youngster say it – hook up?"

Oh gods.. Don't answer that! No talk about hooking up, Bo thought with wide eyes. "Um.. We met through an online dating site." She started.

"Oh, yes I heard. Very modern way of meeting people."

"Yes. I only met Lauren.. from the site and.. that was it. She took my breath away." Bo said and noticed Daniel looking at her expectantly.

"And.. We didn't have any, uh.. 'girlfriend talk' – it just happened. We're together and we.. fit."

"That's nice. Dyson said the two of you 'clicked', whatever that means. I'm glad you two found each other." Daniel said softly. " We were starting to lose hope of her ever settling down. She's so.."

"Awesome."

"Yes and also independent." Daniel said smiling at Bo like a proud father he was. "She's let us met only a few girls, who never turned out to be anything more. And one was.." He trailed off.

"Was what?"

"The woman was.. unhinged. She wouldn't take no for an answer. She started following my girl around. Pestering her with messages and such. And finally threatening her." Daniel told sounding rough. His eyes were narrowed. "Dyson had to intervene and tell her off. Or I would have ripped her to pieces.."

"Oh." Bo hummed. Deciding not to mention her stalking habits. But then her spine straightened, when she realized what Daniel had said. "That woman threatened Lauren?" She hissed with her eyes starting to blaze. "Who is she? Where is she? I feel the sudden urge to go and.."

"Thank you Bo." Daniel said. "But there's no need. She's been.. taken care off, if you will. Dyson confronted her and she left. We haven't heard from her since."

"Good.." Bo snarled. Just the thought of somebody mistreating Lauren made her see red.

"I trust you to take care of my girl." Daniel said. "Though we both know she's independent." He smirked a little.

"I will." Bo nodded. "I promise."

"That's all I can ask for."

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Lauren watched as her father hugged Bo warmly as the two exited her father's office. She scoffed surprised and relieved. It seemed everything had gone fine. Both Bo and Lauren's father were smiling.

"You have a fine girl here, pumpkin." Daniel patted Bo on the back.

"I know." Lauren smiled. "I know." She repeated.

"Did you really give her.. your talk?" Dyson asked their father, while motioning to Bo.

"I did."

"But.. she seems so put together." Dyson rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he eyed Bo. "Hmpf.. I'm disappointed. There's not a mark on her."

"Dyson!" Lauren screeched punching her brother on his arm.

"Ow." Dyson feigned injury. "I'm kidding. Jeez! I meant just in comparison."

"What?"

"Remember Sheryl?" Dyson shook his head.

"Sheryl?" Bo asked.

"Lauren's ex. She was pale as a ghost, when she came out that door."

"Well, I didn't like her." Daniel pointed out.

"Sheryl, she's the one?" Bo asked Daniel.

"Yes."

"The one?" Lauren looked at her father and then steaming Bo.

"The one I'm going to rip to shreds, if I ever see her." Bo snarled.

"She'll take care of our girl just fine." Dyson grinned rubbing his sister's shoulder.

"I can take care of myself." Lauren rolled her eyes.

"Sure you can sweetie." Margaret intervened. "Coffee, tea, cake? Anyone?"

"No thanks mom." Lauren hugged her mother. "I'm going to show Bo the house before we leave."

"I thought you already showed her the house?" Lauren's mother asked looking innocent, while Ciara grinned widely next to her.

"Not exactly." Lauren said evasively.

"Hmm?"

"I saw the porch earlier." Bo shrugged.

"Bo!" Lauren huffed with an eye roll. "Come on.."

"What?"

"I'll show her the rest of the house now." Lauren said firmly tugging Bo with her and fled from the room.

.

Lauren pulled the door shut after them as they exited a room upstairs."So that was my old room, mom's crafts room now."

"I liked the paintings."

"Mom's quite good." Lauren agreed.

"She is. Do you paint?"

"Oh no. Not talented that way." Lauren let out a small laugh.

"Well, luckily you have other.." Bo teased suggestively. "..Talents."

"Don't I know it." Lauren boasted playfully as she opened another door. "Here's my favorite room in the whole house."

Bo stepped in with Lauren trailing after her. The succubus looked around at the book filled walls. "Looks like a small library."

"I love books." Lauren closed the door.

"I know that." Bo smiled lovingly. "You're my little bookworm."

"I am." Lauren grinned happily. "Let's sit?" She motioned to the comfy couch.

"Sure." Bo sat down on the grey couch. "Why didn't you tell me about Sheryl?"

"I didn't know how to bring it up. Not exactly something to advertise.." Lauren sighed. "That I have a crazy ex.."

"I do too. A certified psycho." Bo grunted. "Glad they're both history.. Do you realize how lucky we are?"

"To have found each other? I do." Lauren nodded firmly as she nestled against Bo. "Very lucky."

"Very lucky." Bo repeated pecking Lauren on her forehead. "What's this?" She grabbed a book from the side table. "Poems. You read poems?" She asked.

"I read.. everything." Lauren grinned.

"Even stuff for children.." Bo fake mocked.

"Comics are not.."

"Only for kids. I know." Bo scoffed smirking. "Both you and Kenzi have educated me on that."

"Good." Lauren nodded with narrowed eyes.

"You at least let me read yours. Kenzi won't let me touch her comics 'with my sticky contaminating fingers'. She has them in plastic pouches.. Weirdo." Bo rolled her eyes.

"She's a serious collector." Lauren said nodding approvingly. "And I wouldn't let even you touch my The New Mutants number 98."

"Oh? Why not?"

"It's Deadpool's first appearance in.."

"Right.. Enough of comics, thank you. Let's see.." Bo shook her head as she flipped through the pages of the book of poems. "You will come one day in a waver of love.." She started to read softly meeting Lauren's eyes once in while.

"Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,

The tan of the sun will be on your skin,

The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,

You will pose with a hill-flower grace.

You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,

A poise of the head no sculptor has caught

And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,

Your face in pass-and-repass of moods

As many as skies in delicate change

Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun."

"Bo.. You reading poems to me.." Lauren murmured climbing on Bo's lap.

Bo set the book aside. "Romantic, right?"

"Makes me horny."

"Oh?" Bo's gaze traveled to the shut door. "What about.."

"The door's closed." Lauren's lips caressed Bo's drawing out a little moan from the succubus.

The blond's hand ventured under Bo's shirt palming the brunette's breast thoroughly.

"But is it.." Bo panted, while pushing her chest more firmly against Lauren's touch. "Locked?"

"No." Lauren admitted nonchalantly as she popped open the button of Bo's pants and slid her hand down.

"No?!" Bo's eyes widened in trepidation. In her mind's eye she already saw the handle move. Lauren's dad peek in and.. Oh gods no! "Lauren, wait. We can't. I can't get caught with my pants down! Your parents! Lauren.." She rambled through even though she wanted nothing more than to have Lauren.

Lauren sighed kissing Bo on the neck. She pulled her hand out of Bo's pants making the woman let out an involuntary disappointed grunt. "You're right. Later?"

"I promise."

"I'll hold you to that. Let's go say goodbye." Lauren took a breath after getting off of Bo.

"I'm all disheveled. Look." Bo whined seeing her image reflected on the window. "I can't go to your parents like this!"

"You look fine to me."

"Fine? Oh please! Look at my hair!"

"Let me fix that for you." Lauren hummed combing her fingers through Bo's hair. "See, better?" She husked.

"Uh.." Bo exhaled. Lauren's seemingly innocent touches were igniting her insides to a roar.

"Your lipstick is smudged." Lauren noted and ran her thumb over Bo's mouth, before kissing the corner of Bo's mouth gently. "And.. Your eyes.. are glowing. Beautifully." She murmured after pulling back.

"We'll never get out of here.." Bo husked, before latching her lips demandingly on Lauren's.

"I'm okay with that." Lauren murmured responding to the kiss with fervor, while reaching for the door and flicked it locked.

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Kenzi was watching some boring movie and playing Candy Crush, so she was happy to be interrupted when she heard Bo come in.

"Hey." Bo whispered entering the living room.

"Hey." Kenzi eyed Bo curiously. The succubus look deflated. "Lauren not with you?"

"No." Bo sighed as she plopped down on the sofa.

"So.." Kenzi started. "Was the dinner a disaster? Dad mauled you? You broke up?" She fired off with compassionate eyes.

"What?" Bo huffed narrowing her eyes at her friend. "No! Why would you even say something like that?"

"You just looked so sad, defeated, moping and.." Kenzi paused lifting her eyebrow.

"I get the picture."

"I should take one." Kenzi stared at Bo. "Why do you look like that? Like someone's stolen your puppy."

"Lauren's going away."

"Oh, Bo. I'm so sorry." Kenzi took Bo's hand in hers. "She's moving?"

"No. She has some symposium in Montreal. She got a call while we drove home."

"Okay?" Kenzi looked questioning.

"She's filling in for someone, who can't attend." Bo grumbled. "I won't see her for two days. She's leaving early in the morning.. That's why I'm here and not at her place.."

"Two days?" Kenzi snarled letting go of Bo's hand. "The look on your face insinuated that Muffin dumped you or died! But no, she's away on business for a few days!"

Bo groaned sadly. "I know, but I'll miss her."

"You got it bad, but.. you'll live." Kenzi stated shaking her head at Bo's lovesickness. "Bo.." She continued suspiciously. She looked at Bo's slightly disheveled clothing.

"Yeah?" Bo followed Kenzi's eyes and yanked her blouse to straighten it.

Kenzi groaned. "Oh my god.. Tell me you didn't do the nasty with Lauren tonight. In her parent's house!" She hissed.

"She started it.." Bo defended lamely. "In the library room."

"Bo.." Kenzi husked appalled. "You didn't!"

"We did. On the way home in the car, on the other hand I started it.."

"Bo!" Kenzi scolded. "Seriously.. Not at the Lewis'!"

"We didn't get caught."

"Well, that makes it alright!" Kenzi snarled sarcastically. "You fornicating with Lauren while her parents are in the next room."

"We were upstairs."

"Shut up."

"Lauren showed me the house and.. It seems books get her hot." Bo smirked remembering their encounter earlier. "I read a poem from one of the books and she jumped me. Pushing her hand down.."

"Too much information." Kenzi cut in sternly. "So how was it? The dinner?" She steered the conversation to safer waters.

"It was.. lovely." Bo said. "Lauren's family is very nice. I talked with Lauren's dad and he said he liked me."

"That's it?" Kenzi huffed. "Next time I'll come with. You're terrible at kiss and tell! I want details!"

Bo looked pondering. "Well, Lauren's father is a great cook."

"What did you eat?"

"Chicken."

"And?" Kenzi prompted. "For crying out loud – give me something!"

Bo smirked. She could almost see Kenzi starting to salivate at the thought of food. "Sweet potato fries and colorful salad. With a tasty homemade dressing."

"It was good?"

"Delicious."

"Desert? Dry bundt cake? Fruit? Nada?"

"Lauren had made the desert platters. Selection of various.. sugary.. baked.. goodies." Bo grinned mischievously. "Chocolate.. Vanilla.."

"Enough!" Kenzi held up a hand irritated. "Don't tell me.. It was delicious."

"Yes." Bo nodded firmly. "Sorry, no left-overs."

"Well crap!" Kenzi spat disappointed. "What am I going to eat now?"

"Cereal straight from the box like you usually do."

"Next time you're going to take me with! I wanna visit the Lewis' too!" Kenzi hissed and stomped to get her sugar frosted cereal. "Cereal for me. Crap." She cursed.

"Sorry. That's the way the cookie crumbles tonight." Bo shrugged apologetically, but couldn't resist a smirk.

"Don't you talk about cookies." Kenzi snarled in warning.

"Too soon?"

"Yes." Kenzi hissed. "Now shut up and let me eat my cereal in peace." She huffed glaring at her grinning friend.

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Thanks for reading :)

A/N The poem quoted is 'A dream girl' by Carl Sandburg.

A/N One to go!