“Oh god. A shotgun??”
Daniel nodded, shaking his head moments later “I swear Americans are obsessed with their damn guns and that stupid second amendment right which doesn’t even bloody make sense anymore,” he groaned, remembering as he quite literally ran for his life from Emily’s father. Thank god he got out of that alive. Naked, but alive. Though it was interesting walking into his house after running naked in the street IN DECEMBER and his maid see him sneaking in. Yes… fun times.
Nodding at her No mood spoilers allowed, decree, Dan remembered the story of Valerie had come out close around the time that Candice was seen crying in the bathroom. Though shrugging it off, he raised his eyebrow at the girl who immediately turned the statement back on him. He had to admit, she was witty. Most girls would just shyly sit by if he said something with that, though Val effortlessly turned the comment on herself and he appreciated that. Made the conversation all the more intriguing. Though another laugh left his lips when she mentioned the headmaster. “I’d rather not… But maybe I’ll ask Brian though?” Dan joked back.
Perhaps Daniel didn’t initially understand what spurred him to say what he had, asking for a kiss to remind him of how she tasted. Well, actually there was one very obvious reason, though usually, Daniel knew to think with his head and not his… well… you know. Though as he found her lips meeting his, the last bit of sense felt lost to him as he placed every part of his mind screaming to stop on the back burner and focused on what was happening at the moment. His lips moved from her own, to moving down her neck as his hands roamed the back of her tight-fitted dress.
Though after a moment of losing himself momentarily, Daniel held back, pulling his lips away - his eyes slightly glazed as he attempted to catch his breath. “Wait,” Dan mumbled in her ear… finally listening to some part of his brain screaming red flags. “I’m not the kind of guy you sleep with if you’re expecting more than one night… and… I don’t want to hurt you,” Dan mumbled, “so if we don’t stop now… with how drunk I am, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop later,” Dan whispered, looking into her eyes as he said the words, looking for any indication that he needed to stop.
It was true - after all the hurt Daniel Parker had gone through… perhaps he had realized that he wasn’t capable of being loved. Because love only caused him pain. Through Yara. Through Jezebel. And with the way him and Val were having fun… he didn’t want to ruin that… because Daniel Parker did have a specialty of ruining everything he touched.
@CerealKiller - Sorry If it’s trash, I’m half falling asleep. Will fix when I wake up if it’s super awful 