thank Thorne for writing out almost the whole chapter, making it easier on me to add my own stuff to it... the Danny/Denver stuff though is all me :)
Chapter 8:
Don was ready for a relaxing night off work with just him, some takeout, and a Rangers game. It had been about a week since his last night off and he was thankful to settle into his sofa, that Izzy pretty much told him to buy. They did have plenty of memories on this couch.
He groaned as he heard a knock on the door. It was around eight o'clock at night, he wasn't really expecting anyone at this hour. Isabella had made plans with Denver to go out to dinner and rent some chick-flick, so he was by himself.
Izzy doesn't knock on the door either, she'd rattle the doorknob though. Don walked over towards the door. Unfortunately, there wasn't a peephole, but his gun was close-by if needed. He opened the door to see Hayden Sandusky standing in his hallway.
"What can I do for you?" he asked cautiously. Hayden's emerald-green eyes narrowed.
"I want you to back from Isabella," he replied. Don raised his eyebrow and felt a rush of irritation. Was this guy serious?
"You're kidding, right," he stated. "Why the hell would I do that?"
"Because it's not over between us," Hayden answered. He was only a couple of inches shorter than Don, but he was very intimidating, with his body build. "I know I made a mistake..."
"You made a massive mistake. You got her to trust you, you got her to fall in love with you and actually believe in a future with you. You screwed it up, got drunk, and slept with the first woman to walk by you. That's pretty much means that it's over," Don interrupted.
"Really? How long did it take you to swoop in like a hero and get her fresh off the rebound?" Hayden taunted. Don set his jaw and glared at the man before him.
"How many women dumped you on your ass before you came back to the city to try to get back the one woman who gave a damn about you that wasn't your sister? Or are you hell-bent on screwing Den over, too?" he snapped.
"I've apologized to Denver and this isn't about her," Hayden insisted. "This is between you, me, and Izzy."
"Oh no, there's no you. It's just me and Izzy. I never gave a damn about. Leave Isabella alone because she's functioning better without you screwing her over," Don informed him hotly. He pulled himself to his full height, looming over the smaller man.
"I don't think I can do that," Hayden frowned, squaring his broad shoulders.
Don narrowed his eyes, feeling his fists clinch. He had never liked nor respected Hayden Sandusky. Ever since the bastard had come into the picture, all he'd done was wreak havoc in everyone's lives and sit back to watch them pick up the pieces.
Even after he had cheated on Isabella, she had insisted through her tears that deep down, he was a good person who just needed someone to love and care about him. Don never did buy that.
"Then you'll have a bit more than me to deal with. You think Danny's your biggest fan? He finds out you're in town and back to screw up Denver and Izzy, he'll knock your ass from New York to wherever the hell you've been for the past two years," he retorted.
"If you two are so close, how come she told me that you two weren't dating?" Hayden definately had the last word there.
And now Don needed to call his girlfriend, pissed about what Hayden just told him.
Denver was snuggled up with her best friend, when an annoying buzzing noise, made itself known.
Isabella got off the couch and dug through her purse to find her phone. "Hold on a damn minute," she muttered until she finally pried her phone out of her bag.
Izzy shrugged and flipped open her cell. "Hi," she greeted Don.
"Why the hell did Hayden Sandusky show up at my doorstep and demand that I stay away from you?" Don asked. Isabella bit her lip at the sound of annoyance in his voice. "According to him, your relationship isn't over."
"I don't know, you tell me," she replied. That only set him off. "And it's been over for like, eight months. You know that."
"And why did you tell him that you and I aren't together when we are, in fact, together?" he queried impatiently.
"To keep him from going to your doorstep. You know as much as me that Hayden would go find you and tell you to stay away from me. He had no right going to confront and spread these lies in the first place. We have been done since that night I was crying in you arms, when he cheated on me," she responded.
"Don't start this, Pacino," he warned.
"There is nothing going on between me and Hayden. I swear on my stuffed polar bear you bought me at the zoo," she assured him. "And to make you feel better, I'll be over at your place in two hours dressed in something sexy that will make you go 'Hayden, who?'"
Denver smiled and let out a small giggle. Isabella held up one finger until she had successfully placated her boyfriend and snapped her phone shut.
"You are so bad," Denver declared. Isabella giggled.
"What did I tell you? That man has a gift. He turned me from conservative cowgirl into wild child sex kitten," she replied. "Den, can I borrow you for a moment?"
Denver groaned, "What exactly do you need me for? Teasing Don by saying you'll wear something sexy totally backfired on you, I hope you know."
"Victoria's Secret missed me," Isabella scoffed with a roll of her pale blue eyes. "But I need your help with picking which one he'd like."
"Ew, I'm not going to help you pick out lingerie to get you laid," Denver declared. Isabella snorted.
"Fine, next time you come to me for sex advice, I'm just going to say that exact thing to you," she informed her.
"I don't need sex advice Izzy, I'm pretty capable on my own," Denver frowned.
Izzy laid out two baby-doll style slips on her bed and looked them over. "The black silk and ivory lace says 'come and get me, big boy' but the rose silk and black lace says 'subtle, but sexy.'"
"Rose with the black lace. The subtle, yet sexy," Denver replied with a roll of her chocolate brown eyes. "Also, wear some pants with that when you leave so you don't freeze your ass off and get sick. I maxed out my overtime and I don't think Mac will let me cover your shift."
"This is your brother's fault I'm in this mess," Isabella reminded her, staring at the articles on the bed before nodding. "You're right. Definitely the black lace," she scooped up the slip before disappearing into the bathroom.
Denver sighed in defeat. No matter what she said, the woman was way too stubborn. The thought of her best friend wearing stuff like that for Hayden... made her feel a little queasy though.
When she disappeared out of the bathroom, even Denver herself had to appreciate her best friend's body. Isabella was lithe and trim, yet curvy in all the right places. Her dark hair was down, her long, horseback riding-toned legs exposed from the lace-trimmed slip. The rose-color complemented her pale skin tone, the black lace trimmed around the waist, the hem and the V-neckline, as well as around the cups of the article.
"Yeah, like you need an excuse to have sex," Denver snarked. Isabella grinned at her before pulling on the matching robe in time for them to hear a knock on the door. "Go answer the door, my sex fiend."
Izzy stuck her tongue out before disappearing out of the bedroom to sashay towards the door.
She flung open the door to reveal Danny on the other side of the door. His cornflower blue eyes took in her attire appreciatively.
"You look sexy Pacino, hope I'm not interrupting anything," he smirked.
"Such a perv sometimes Messer. Now, if you'll excuse me...I have an errand to run," she informed him, taking her coat off of the coat rack.
"Use protection!" Denver called behind her. Isabella winked at her best friend over her shoulder before slipping on her black T-strap heels.
Danny watched her go, his eyes remaining on her ass. Denver went and slapped him in the back of his head. "Hey, that's your best friend's girl right there. No ideas, Messer. More importantly, your own girl can see you, I hope you know."
"Why is she dressed like that?" turning to his girlfriend.
"My brother was off being stupid today."
"What did he do now?" Danny's jaw clenched. "That bastard should know not to come back to the city. I can't believe I was friends with the guy, how in the hell can you handle being related to him?"
"Trust me I ask that same question everyday. He came over here trying to get Iz back and then he went to confront Don telling him to stay away from her. She has to go over and calm Don down now."
"That guy does not know how to leave some things alone."
"Yeah, but enough about my brother, what are you doing here?" she wound her arms around his neck.
"I thought you were alone tonight, but apparently you were helping Izzy with her getting laid clothes."
"Hell the woman had the nerve to say I might one day need sex advice."
"You're pretty amazing at sex, you don't need advice," Danny's lips latched onto her neck, sucking at the soft skin.
"Danny," Denver moaned, as his hands slid down her back and squeezed her ass. Danny pulled back and smiled.
"How much energy do you have right about now?" Danny asked.
Denver licked her lips, as she felt his clothed member press against her crotch, "Enough to get laid, Izzy shouldn't be the only one getting some love tonight."
"I agree," Danny leaned up slightly and kissed Denver with great force, her tongue slipped past his lips, battling each other. Denver felt him grind into her, as her head fell back, giving him access to her collarbone. "Baby, it's going to get pretty hot in here soon."
"One step ahead of you," she rested her forehead on his, as she unbuttoned his shirt, Danny walked her backwards until her legs hit the arm of the couch. "Oh no, not the couch, remember the body shots Izzy did last night."
Danny nodded, "Good idea," he kissed her lips, and he walked her into her bedroom, closing and locking the door, just in case. They fell onto the bed, Denver below him, his hand ran up her thigh, as he passed over her shorts, and slipped his hand into her shirt. "Damn Den, good time to not wear a bra."
"Danny," she pants. "Stop the talking, you're killing me here."
He nodded, and removed her shirt, admiring her body, before he lowered his mouth onto hers, taking her bottom lip full into his mouth, sucking. His hands roaming her breasts and chest, her breath hitched as his hand slid down to remove her shorts.
"You. Are. So. Sexy," he said each word as he trailed kisses down her body.
The night was sure looking up for Denver, pretty much the happiest she's been all day, Danny and sex was exactly what she needed.
Heck yeah XD how was that Thorne and me make a pretty good team, and my Danver (Danny/Denver) was pretty hot if i do say so myself.
