Title: Living Life
Summary: Ed hires on a new person to work in Security. Will Danny keep his relationship with her professional, or will the boundaries between co-worker and lover get blurred?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Las Vegas Characters. I do own Julian 'Julie or Jules' McCarthy.
A/N: There is extreme bad language included in this story
A/N: I know that Las Vegas is not the way I'm portraying it in this story, so I'm making it up for the purpose of my writing. That, my friends, is what they call a Creative License.
A/n: Thanks for the reviews everybody! keep them coming! I also know that the next couple chapters are short, but bear with me!
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"So, Julie,"
"So, Delinda,"
"How are you and Danny going?"
It had been two weeks since Danny and I talked about the possibilities that existed between us. Going to be that night, I felt like something was still missing. Sure, Emma and her dad were finally reunited, and that was always something that I wanted for her, but something still didn't feel right. The two of us got up the next morning to see that guest bed was made sloppily, a sure sign that Danny had spent the night at our house, but left before we could see him. Emma and Danny had spent everyday together since, though, and were attached at the hip. It's like he had never left ten years ago, and they had that amazing relationship that all fathers and daughters should have. Unfortunately, since then, Delinda and Sam had found out about everything and have never let me live it down.
"Danny and I are going nowhere. We're not together, Delinda. We've been over for along time."
"Have you ever thought about maybe giving him a second chance? I mean, you are both living in the same city, you see each other all the time through your jobs and through Emma."
"That's the whole point, Sam. We're co-workers now, and I can't afford to let something get between us on this job. This job is paying for Emma's school, clothes, our home, putting food on the table. I can't let anything get in the way."
"You think Danny would get in the way?"
"Think? I know he would!"
Sam steps in front of Del and I, with her hands on her hips.
"Enough about you two! I'm quite honestly sick of hearing about the infamous Danny/Julie saga, so, why don't you get off your butt and come help me with my whale? That way you can both finally see why being a host is the best job in this casino."
Del and I laugh at her, then head up towards the front of the casino to meet Sam's whale.
"What are you ladies doing?"
As the three of us ladies talked, we had hardly noticed Mike and Danny walk up beside us.
"Del and Jules are helping me out for right now."
"But you're security, Julie."
"No, really? So that's why I've been spending all of my time in that room with all of the monitors!"
I say, sarcastically, getting a laugh out of four other people.
"Mike, I will be back in security later, I just figured that while nothing was going on right now, I could help Sam settle in her new guy. You two are always telling us how the hosts needed more help when their people arrived."
"She is right, Danny."
"Shut up, Del."
Danny mutters under his breath, not loud enough for anybody to actually hear. For the past few weeks since a host from a different casino was shot and killed, Danny and Mike had been the advocates for having a member of security meet the hosts and whales downstairs, then take them upstairs, just to make sure everything went off without a hitch. Ed had been with it also, but the owner of the Montecito had shot down the idea, citing that it was a waste of the casino's money; that the hosts could take care of themselves, and if they though that anything was wrong, they could get a security member downstairs a.s.a.p. If any of us had known what would happen in the hours to come, that security plan would've been seriously rethought.