AN: I just wanted to say thank you for everyone who's reviewed the story and is following it. I also wanted to apologize for not posting this section sooner. I'm currently on vacation and it has been surprisingly difficult to find a good enough internet connection to get this section up. Once again I do not own the characters and I hope you enjoy!
An hour later Riley stormed back into her apartment, and after throwing her purse down onto the couch made a beeline for the fridge, pulling an old bottle of tequila out of the freezer and pouring herself a shot. As the liquor burned its way down her throat Riley replayed the scene from the apartment.
From the moment Danny had opened the door she had been struck by the way he was looking at her. As they sat down on the couch it was like she was seeing him for the first time, and all the little details she had taken for granted seemed glaringly obvious. There was a warmth in his gaze when he looked at her, a softness in his voice she'd never heard. Has he always looked at me like that? She wondered.
But when they talked he had seemed so determined for her to be with Fitch! And why wouldn't he be, she thought glumly, when he had a Russian model waiting for him in his bed. Stupid Russian supermodel. She thought downing another shot. With her stupid accent, and stupid long legs, and her walking around in Danny's shirt. Stupid Russian supermodel interrupting other people's conversations with her stupid accent. That had been the worst part. Just before Milena had walked in it had seemed, at least for a second, like Danny had been about to tell her he loved her. If only she could have waited just a few more minutes!
But what then? She thought. If Danny had told her he loved her what would she have done? The entire way over she had vacillated between just being friends and being more than friends. When she had first gotten to the apartment she had thought she just wanted to be friends. That the two of them could talk this out, and just go back to being what they had always been. Then he had opened the front door, and as she had looked up at him, her heart suddenly racing, she had wanted them together, the way they should have always been if she hadn't been so blind. Then his girlfriend had walked in and she had felt her stomach drop like a stone.
When he left her to join his girlfriend she realized what an idiot she'd been. How many times had I listened to the voicemail? She wondered. A dozen at least? Enough times to have memorized it at least. Enough to feel like an idiot. Hadn't Danny said he was moving on? Well if the girl wandering around in his apartment in nothing but his shirt like she owned the place was any indication he was. Which was fine. She thought. I can move on too. Not that I need to move on. She quickly corrected herself. After all, I've never thought of him as more than a friend. Besides, she had Fitch. Sweet, charming, handsome, Fitch who was totally into her and not currently dating anyone else. He was perfect. So perfect she should really do something to show him how proud she was of him and all the great things he did for people. Maybe I should do some volunteer work... She thought as she put the tequila bottle back in the freezer and made her way to the bedroom.
So as you may have noticed I definitely want Riley to stew for a little bit. The way I see it Danny has been in love with her their whole lives and has had to stand on the sidelines during all of her relationships so I think she's earned a little torment of her own. It will however be fairly short lived because I am incredibly impatient for this couple to get together! Please read and review!