Serena rolled over and felt the bed beside her, gasping when she
realized where she was. 'I just spent the night in Darien's bed. But where
is he now?' Her answer to this came swiftly when Darien opened the door a
crack and smiled at Serena's now awakened form.
"Serena, it's good to see you up. I thought I'd lost you there for a bit!" Darien chuckled, his eyes lighting up with laughter.
"Anya's up and in the living room playing, and I'm making breakfast. Is there anything you like in particular?" Serena's eyes lit up, the thought of food bringing her out of her sleepy mood.
"You'll think I'm a pig, I'm sure. I have a huge appetite. But, if you're already making them, I'd love some scrambled eggs and toast. Oh, and bacon, if you've got it!" Serena's stomach growled at the thought of food and she pulled the blankets up to her chest. She looked down and saw that her first two buttons had opened, revealing generous amounts of cleavage.
She swung her legs over the bed, not noticing Darien's stare at the glossy bronze legs she sported. Darien groaned inwardly, hoping she couldn't sense his reaction to her body. Serena noticed and blushed furiously, asking Darien politely for a pair of pants. He handed her a pair of his workout shorts and she pulled them on, once again causing Darien to wish she wasn't the sexiest woman alive.
"Thanks, Darien. God, I feel like I'm being such a burden on you! I really don't know how to pay you back." Serena followed Darien out to the kitchen. 'Oh, I know one way...' Darien thought, immediately mentally smacking himself. 'Give it up man!'
Serena and Darien walked down the long hallway and into the kitchen, Darien smirking in response to Serena's realization that yes, her hair was messy.
"Anya, honey, there's someone I'd like you to meet. Could you come here for a second?" Darien called over the kitchen counter to his daughter, who was playing with a bunch of small toys. Parts of her conversations with herself could be heard, and it seemed that the two main dolls were getting married. Serena smiled at the memories of herself dreaming of marriage, and the loving husband she might one day acquire. 'But maybe he's standing right next to me...'
"Anya, sweetheart, remember how I told you that today you would meet someone very important, and that's why you were spending today at home with me?" Darien asked his daughter, looking at the expression of concentration on her face.
"Yes, daddy. Do I get to meet her now? Is she spending all day here? Can we go to a movie with her? Pretty please?" Anya's large green eyes shone with the wonders of life; with curiousness unknown to any adult.
"This is Serena, Anya, and she'll be spending all day with us. If Serena wants too, we'll go to a movie, and maybe go get you a new toy. How's that?" Darien hoped his daughter would be ready for what was coming next. Instead of turning away in fear, Anya ran over to the kneeling Serena and wrapped her arms around her neck.
"Can we go to a movie and get a toy? Please Serena?" Anya backed up and looked into Serena's eyes pleadingly, putting her lower lip forward in her best puppy-dog face.
Serena's eyes began to water at the acceptance she already felt. 'Now, if she'll keep that acceptance after she finds out...'
"Only if you tell me what movie you want to see. After all, I can't read minds, can I?" Serena giggled and turned her head to Darien. "I hope I haven't overstepped my boundaries, have I?"
"No, no. In fact, let's get eating. The food is done and then you can go to your room and change, and we'll get dressed here. In fact, I'll ask the front desk to move your things into the room connecting to ours, that way we can be closer. Is that alright with you?" Darien offered, knowing that of course she would accept.
"That would be great! Come on, Anya; let's go set the table for daddy." Serena and Anya walked over to the table, Darien admiring both how quickly she took to Anya and the gentle swish of her hips, however unintentional it was.
The girls set the table and Darien dished out the food, loading his and Serena's plates. The group chatted, mostly Serena asking Anya about her life in New York and asking Darien about his past experiences. When they finished, Serena took Anya too her room and then went to hers, which had already been filled with her own things, brought up to the room connecting to Darien's. 'Wow that was fast. Only a half an hour!'
Serena walked into the room and was stunned; it was very classical in its furnishings. Cream colored walls and dark hardwood floors contrasted each other perfectly, off setting the deep green drapes, which were held back to allow the warm sunlight in. She strode about the room, taking in all the extravagance; chocolate brown leather couches and a large brick fireplace made the room cozy, while the open entrance into the kitchen gave the room a seemingly larger appearance.
Serena walked down the hallway, noting that there were two bedrooms; one small, decorated in a light blue and white theme; while the other was large and very romantic. This room, which she supposed was the master bedroom, had a large, four poster bed dressed in crimson; there were curtains in a black sheer material held at the posters by crimson ties, available for closing to create your own little world.
'I bet I could have fun with this bed...' she thought seductively. Grinning, she stepped over to her own walk in closet, gasping when she saw her cloths stored perfectly inside, as though she would be there for a while. She pulled out a pair of black shorts and a baby blue tank top, and then grabbed her pair of matching thong sandals.
She slipped out of Darien's clothing, wondering what it would be like to wake up in his shirts every morning. 'Way to be sexual. Where did you learn this stuff? You're not a hormonal teenager anymore!'
After dressing in her own clothes, she picked up Darien's and brought them over to the door she assumed would connect them together.
She opened it just a crack, only to reveal Darien's near naked form changing by the closet. 'Oh, so it opens into his room, eh? Oh, god, look at his body... so tanned, so muscular, what I wouldn't give to wrap my legs around him right now...' She knocked on the door and continued to open it, giggling when Darien turned around and gasped at her sight. And what a sight she was, in faith; her tanned legs were shown off by her black shorts; her tank top showing ample cleavage and bringing out her crystal blue eyes. Her eyelashes framed them perfectly; black and long, creating the perfect look for her.
"Serena, I didn't know you were so quick. Umm, come in. Anya's dressed; I heard her playing in the living room. I'll be out in a minute." Darien began to blush, a hot red color flowing up his neck.
"Sure, Darien. I brought your clothing back, thanks for letting me borrow it." Serena threw the clothing into the hamper and walked out of the room, gently swishing her hips, trying to catch his eye.
Anya squealed with excitement as she saw Serena's form appearing from her father's room; she dropped her toys and ran to Serena's arms, smiling widely.
"Serena, can we go shopping without daddy? He's great and all, but he isn't good at watching me try clothes on! He's too busy looking at stuff for him, and he's always on the phone." She pouted cutely, staring into Serena's bright blue eyes intent on getting her way.
"Anya, daddy and I only met yesterday. Daddy wouldn't trust us alone, because he doesn't know that I wouldn't hurt you, or try to take you away from him." Serena watched in horror as Anya shrunk away, praying that the little girl wouldn't be afraid of her. "Oh, but honey, I wouldn't hurt you! I'd never let anyone hurt you!"
"Promise? Cause daddy says there's lotsa people that like to hurt kids like me." Anya's starry green eyes widened and she gripped Serena's hands tighter.
"I promise you. Now come on, let's go get daddy. We'll tell him no phone today, okay?" Serena stood up and held Anya's hand, turning around just as Darien pinched Serena's waist, causing her to jump and squeal.
"Darien! Don't do that, you scared me!" Anya laughed uproariously, grinning for ear to ear.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Serena." Darien winked, delighting in the fact that he knew one of Serena's spots.
"Well, you may no one spot, but you won't know the other!" She smacked him playfully on the arm, then began to walk to the door.
"Come on, Anya, let's race daddy to the elevator... maybe he'll have to take the stairs!" She picked up Anya and ran out the door, heading as fast as she could to the elevator. Darien followed suit, but was too late; the doors closed as he reached them, closing off his daughter and Serena's faces from view.
"I don't wanna take the stairs..." he whined to no one in particular. He bowed his head in surrender and took the stairwell, going as slowly as possible. His cell phone rung and vibrated in his pocket; he took it out and stared at the caller ID trying to figure out who it was. Picking it up, he asked who it was cautiously.
"Hello, Darien here. Who is this?"
"Serena, and might I say you are a slow little man?" Anya's tiny voice could be heard in the background, shouting "Daddy, we're already at the bottom!"
Darien laughed and replied with a wink, "I'm only slow if you want it that way." This caused Serena to blush furiously, a crimson flush creeping up her neck.
"Darien! Just hurry up and meet us downstairs, you dog!" She giggled and hung up, turning to Anya. "Daddy's almost here, Anya, so we'll meet him out front, okay?"
"Sure, let's go!" Anya exclaimed as she ran out from the elevator. Serena hurried to catch up, smiling when Darien came out from the stairwell.
"Looks like you're the last one, so you have to pay for ice cream!" Serena called, and at the mention of her favorite food, Anya shouted "Awesome!" in delight.
Groaning, Darien led the girls to his car and they all got in, Serena gasping at the richness of everything.
"What kind of car is this? It's gorgeous!" Serena ran her hands over the dash and the seats, feeling the soft leather under her palm.
"2005 Chrysler 300. Very nice, I'll say." Darien smiled at Serena and started the car; she turned the radio on and began singing along to Jessica Simpson's 'Take My Breath Away'.
They drove for ten minutes to the nearest mall, getting out at the entrance of the movie theatre. Anya stared at all the posters on the wall, trying to decide which movie she wanted to see. Finally, the group settled on Shrek 2, deciding it was the best for both age groups.
An hour and a half later the three walked out of the theatre deep in laughter, not paying attention to anything except the good time they'd had.
"Hey, let's go get you a new toy! Do you know what My Scene dolls are?" Serena knelt to ask Anya, who was watching a large movie screen. As if snapped out of a dream, Anya turned to Serena and grinned.
"Yeah! Daddy got me one for my birthday, but I don't have enough to really play with. Can I get another one?" Her green eyes glittered in anticipation, her golden pigtails swishing with each word.
"Maybe I'll get you two, and some clothes! After all, a girl needs a wardrobe, right?" She winked and held Anya's hand as they walked into the mall, searching for the nearest toy shop.
"Look, Anya, they've got a whole bunch of clothes! What ones do you like?" Serena exclaimed when they reached the store. She watched happily as Anya's eyes grew wider than saucers as she looked at all the toys and clothes. As if it were a race, Anya picked out all the clothing she liked and showed Serena each outfit, telling her why each outfit was particularly pretty. By the end, Anya had three new dolls and ten new outfits, owing to Serena's inability to say no to the angel in front of her.
Darien merely watched from behind as Serena got sucked further and further into Anya's web of love and cuteness. Smiling, he followed the two girls to the register and began to pull out his cards when Serena stopped him.
"Darien, I've got it. It's my present to her. I hope you don't mind, I mean, I don't want you to think I'm spoiling her to get on her good side." Serena gave the cashier her credit card and watched as he rang up the purchases, not even flinching as the number climbed higher and higher.
"Don't worry; I don't expect you to pay me back." Serena whispered, noting Darien's serious expression. 'I hope I didn't offend him or anything...' Serena thought, while Darien was thinking the opposite; 'What a strong willed and generous woman...'
The group walked back to the car, purchases in hand, ready to go home. Darien and Serena made small talk, while the quiet murmuring of a contented Anya was heard softly in the background.
When they reached home, Darien carried the tired Anya up to her room, Serena carrying the bags. They put Anya into her bed, Darien first saying goodnight, then Serena. When they left the room, Anya's tired voice as heard calling out Serena's name, beckoning her to her side.
"Serena, I think daddy likes you. Beryl left daddy and me, but I didn't like her anyways. She was mean. Will you stay? I really like you, too."
Serena's eyes watered and her heart leapt. 'This is how I wanted it to be. This is everything I dreamed of.'
"I'm going to try and stay, sweetheart, but even if I go I'll never really leave you. I'll just be next door, okay, so if you want me, just ask daddy. Good night, honey." Serena rose from Anya's bedside and walked to the door, slowly closing it behind her.
'It looks like she really likes me. But what if I have to leave her? What if we get attached and I have to let her go again? Oh no, I have to get out of here before I ruin her life!'
Serena walked to the living room, said her goodbyes to Darien, and ran to her room. Once inside, she shed many tears while packing her things. Tonight, she was going home.
Thanks guys! I feel so special from all the reviews. I am trying to make the chapters longer, but they're usually 4 pages on Word. Anyways, I would love to keep getting reviews! By the time I finish this story (5 or so chapters from now, I hope) I would love to have 50 reviews, so if you could help me out, I would greatly appreciate it. Thanks!
"Serena, it's good to see you up. I thought I'd lost you there for a bit!" Darien chuckled, his eyes lighting up with laughter.
"Anya's up and in the living room playing, and I'm making breakfast. Is there anything you like in particular?" Serena's eyes lit up, the thought of food bringing her out of her sleepy mood.
"You'll think I'm a pig, I'm sure. I have a huge appetite. But, if you're already making them, I'd love some scrambled eggs and toast. Oh, and bacon, if you've got it!" Serena's stomach growled at the thought of food and she pulled the blankets up to her chest. She looked down and saw that her first two buttons had opened, revealing generous amounts of cleavage.
She swung her legs over the bed, not noticing Darien's stare at the glossy bronze legs she sported. Darien groaned inwardly, hoping she couldn't sense his reaction to her body. Serena noticed and blushed furiously, asking Darien politely for a pair of pants. He handed her a pair of his workout shorts and she pulled them on, once again causing Darien to wish she wasn't the sexiest woman alive.
"Thanks, Darien. God, I feel like I'm being such a burden on you! I really don't know how to pay you back." Serena followed Darien out to the kitchen. 'Oh, I know one way...' Darien thought, immediately mentally smacking himself. 'Give it up man!'
Serena and Darien walked down the long hallway and into the kitchen, Darien smirking in response to Serena's realization that yes, her hair was messy.
"Anya, honey, there's someone I'd like you to meet. Could you come here for a second?" Darien called over the kitchen counter to his daughter, who was playing with a bunch of small toys. Parts of her conversations with herself could be heard, and it seemed that the two main dolls were getting married. Serena smiled at the memories of herself dreaming of marriage, and the loving husband she might one day acquire. 'But maybe he's standing right next to me...'
"Anya, sweetheart, remember how I told you that today you would meet someone very important, and that's why you were spending today at home with me?" Darien asked his daughter, looking at the expression of concentration on her face.
"Yes, daddy. Do I get to meet her now? Is she spending all day here? Can we go to a movie with her? Pretty please?" Anya's large green eyes shone with the wonders of life; with curiousness unknown to any adult.
"This is Serena, Anya, and she'll be spending all day with us. If Serena wants too, we'll go to a movie, and maybe go get you a new toy. How's that?" Darien hoped his daughter would be ready for what was coming next. Instead of turning away in fear, Anya ran over to the kneeling Serena and wrapped her arms around her neck.
"Can we go to a movie and get a toy? Please Serena?" Anya backed up and looked into Serena's eyes pleadingly, putting her lower lip forward in her best puppy-dog face.
Serena's eyes began to water at the acceptance she already felt. 'Now, if she'll keep that acceptance after she finds out...'
"Only if you tell me what movie you want to see. After all, I can't read minds, can I?" Serena giggled and turned her head to Darien. "I hope I haven't overstepped my boundaries, have I?"
"No, no. In fact, let's get eating. The food is done and then you can go to your room and change, and we'll get dressed here. In fact, I'll ask the front desk to move your things into the room connecting to ours, that way we can be closer. Is that alright with you?" Darien offered, knowing that of course she would accept.
"That would be great! Come on, Anya; let's go set the table for daddy." Serena and Anya walked over to the table, Darien admiring both how quickly she took to Anya and the gentle swish of her hips, however unintentional it was.
The girls set the table and Darien dished out the food, loading his and Serena's plates. The group chatted, mostly Serena asking Anya about her life in New York and asking Darien about his past experiences. When they finished, Serena took Anya too her room and then went to hers, which had already been filled with her own things, brought up to the room connecting to Darien's. 'Wow that was fast. Only a half an hour!'
Serena walked into the room and was stunned; it was very classical in its furnishings. Cream colored walls and dark hardwood floors contrasted each other perfectly, off setting the deep green drapes, which were held back to allow the warm sunlight in. She strode about the room, taking in all the extravagance; chocolate brown leather couches and a large brick fireplace made the room cozy, while the open entrance into the kitchen gave the room a seemingly larger appearance.
Serena walked down the hallway, noting that there were two bedrooms; one small, decorated in a light blue and white theme; while the other was large and very romantic. This room, which she supposed was the master bedroom, had a large, four poster bed dressed in crimson; there were curtains in a black sheer material held at the posters by crimson ties, available for closing to create your own little world.
'I bet I could have fun with this bed...' she thought seductively. Grinning, she stepped over to her own walk in closet, gasping when she saw her cloths stored perfectly inside, as though she would be there for a while. She pulled out a pair of black shorts and a baby blue tank top, and then grabbed her pair of matching thong sandals.
She slipped out of Darien's clothing, wondering what it would be like to wake up in his shirts every morning. 'Way to be sexual. Where did you learn this stuff? You're not a hormonal teenager anymore!'
After dressing in her own clothes, she picked up Darien's and brought them over to the door she assumed would connect them together.
She opened it just a crack, only to reveal Darien's near naked form changing by the closet. 'Oh, so it opens into his room, eh? Oh, god, look at his body... so tanned, so muscular, what I wouldn't give to wrap my legs around him right now...' She knocked on the door and continued to open it, giggling when Darien turned around and gasped at her sight. And what a sight she was, in faith; her tanned legs were shown off by her black shorts; her tank top showing ample cleavage and bringing out her crystal blue eyes. Her eyelashes framed them perfectly; black and long, creating the perfect look for her.
"Serena, I didn't know you were so quick. Umm, come in. Anya's dressed; I heard her playing in the living room. I'll be out in a minute." Darien began to blush, a hot red color flowing up his neck.
"Sure, Darien. I brought your clothing back, thanks for letting me borrow it." Serena threw the clothing into the hamper and walked out of the room, gently swishing her hips, trying to catch his eye.
Anya squealed with excitement as she saw Serena's form appearing from her father's room; she dropped her toys and ran to Serena's arms, smiling widely.
"Serena, can we go shopping without daddy? He's great and all, but he isn't good at watching me try clothes on! He's too busy looking at stuff for him, and he's always on the phone." She pouted cutely, staring into Serena's bright blue eyes intent on getting her way.
"Anya, daddy and I only met yesterday. Daddy wouldn't trust us alone, because he doesn't know that I wouldn't hurt you, or try to take you away from him." Serena watched in horror as Anya shrunk away, praying that the little girl wouldn't be afraid of her. "Oh, but honey, I wouldn't hurt you! I'd never let anyone hurt you!"
"Promise? Cause daddy says there's lotsa people that like to hurt kids like me." Anya's starry green eyes widened and she gripped Serena's hands tighter.
"I promise you. Now come on, let's go get daddy. We'll tell him no phone today, okay?" Serena stood up and held Anya's hand, turning around just as Darien pinched Serena's waist, causing her to jump and squeal.
"Darien! Don't do that, you scared me!" Anya laughed uproariously, grinning for ear to ear.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Serena." Darien winked, delighting in the fact that he knew one of Serena's spots.
"Well, you may no one spot, but you won't know the other!" She smacked him playfully on the arm, then began to walk to the door.
"Come on, Anya, let's race daddy to the elevator... maybe he'll have to take the stairs!" She picked up Anya and ran out the door, heading as fast as she could to the elevator. Darien followed suit, but was too late; the doors closed as he reached them, closing off his daughter and Serena's faces from view.
"I don't wanna take the stairs..." he whined to no one in particular. He bowed his head in surrender and took the stairwell, going as slowly as possible. His cell phone rung and vibrated in his pocket; he took it out and stared at the caller ID trying to figure out who it was. Picking it up, he asked who it was cautiously.
"Hello, Darien here. Who is this?"
"Serena, and might I say you are a slow little man?" Anya's tiny voice could be heard in the background, shouting "Daddy, we're already at the bottom!"
Darien laughed and replied with a wink, "I'm only slow if you want it that way." This caused Serena to blush furiously, a crimson flush creeping up her neck.
"Darien! Just hurry up and meet us downstairs, you dog!" She giggled and hung up, turning to Anya. "Daddy's almost here, Anya, so we'll meet him out front, okay?"
"Sure, let's go!" Anya exclaimed as she ran out from the elevator. Serena hurried to catch up, smiling when Darien came out from the stairwell.
"Looks like you're the last one, so you have to pay for ice cream!" Serena called, and at the mention of her favorite food, Anya shouted "Awesome!" in delight.
Groaning, Darien led the girls to his car and they all got in, Serena gasping at the richness of everything.
"What kind of car is this? It's gorgeous!" Serena ran her hands over the dash and the seats, feeling the soft leather under her palm.
"2005 Chrysler 300. Very nice, I'll say." Darien smiled at Serena and started the car; she turned the radio on and began singing along to Jessica Simpson's 'Take My Breath Away'.
They drove for ten minutes to the nearest mall, getting out at the entrance of the movie theatre. Anya stared at all the posters on the wall, trying to decide which movie she wanted to see. Finally, the group settled on Shrek 2, deciding it was the best for both age groups.
An hour and a half later the three walked out of the theatre deep in laughter, not paying attention to anything except the good time they'd had.
"Hey, let's go get you a new toy! Do you know what My Scene dolls are?" Serena knelt to ask Anya, who was watching a large movie screen. As if snapped out of a dream, Anya turned to Serena and grinned.
"Yeah! Daddy got me one for my birthday, but I don't have enough to really play with. Can I get another one?" Her green eyes glittered in anticipation, her golden pigtails swishing with each word.
"Maybe I'll get you two, and some clothes! After all, a girl needs a wardrobe, right?" She winked and held Anya's hand as they walked into the mall, searching for the nearest toy shop.
"Look, Anya, they've got a whole bunch of clothes! What ones do you like?" Serena exclaimed when they reached the store. She watched happily as Anya's eyes grew wider than saucers as she looked at all the toys and clothes. As if it were a race, Anya picked out all the clothing she liked and showed Serena each outfit, telling her why each outfit was particularly pretty. By the end, Anya had three new dolls and ten new outfits, owing to Serena's inability to say no to the angel in front of her.
Darien merely watched from behind as Serena got sucked further and further into Anya's web of love and cuteness. Smiling, he followed the two girls to the register and began to pull out his cards when Serena stopped him.
"Darien, I've got it. It's my present to her. I hope you don't mind, I mean, I don't want you to think I'm spoiling her to get on her good side." Serena gave the cashier her credit card and watched as he rang up the purchases, not even flinching as the number climbed higher and higher.
"Don't worry; I don't expect you to pay me back." Serena whispered, noting Darien's serious expression. 'I hope I didn't offend him or anything...' Serena thought, while Darien was thinking the opposite; 'What a strong willed and generous woman...'
The group walked back to the car, purchases in hand, ready to go home. Darien and Serena made small talk, while the quiet murmuring of a contented Anya was heard softly in the background.
When they reached home, Darien carried the tired Anya up to her room, Serena carrying the bags. They put Anya into her bed, Darien first saying goodnight, then Serena. When they left the room, Anya's tired voice as heard calling out Serena's name, beckoning her to her side.
"Serena, I think daddy likes you. Beryl left daddy and me, but I didn't like her anyways. She was mean. Will you stay? I really like you, too."
Serena's eyes watered and her heart leapt. 'This is how I wanted it to be. This is everything I dreamed of.'
"I'm going to try and stay, sweetheart, but even if I go I'll never really leave you. I'll just be next door, okay, so if you want me, just ask daddy. Good night, honey." Serena rose from Anya's bedside and walked to the door, slowly closing it behind her.
'It looks like she really likes me. But what if I have to leave her? What if we get attached and I have to let her go again? Oh no, I have to get out of here before I ruin her life!'
Serena walked to the living room, said her goodbyes to Darien, and ran to her room. Once inside, she shed many tears while packing her things. Tonight, she was going home.
Thanks guys! I feel so special from all the reviews. I am trying to make the chapters longer, but they're usually 4 pages on Word. Anyways, I would love to keep getting reviews! By the time I finish this story (5 or so chapters from now, I hope) I would love to have 50 reviews, so if you could help me out, I would greatly appreciate it. Thanks!