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Of course, who else would’ve been in charge of our rooms, it just had to be her.
Ever since Henley had gotten a husband and kids, completely moved on from Daniel she had been rooting for the two of you.
You and the other Horsemen were on a mission, and a cheap hotel was apparently Dylan’s best “under the radar” idea and the task of assigning rooms just had to go to Henley. Herself and Lula, Jack and Merritt, and of course, you and Atlas.
You’re in the very back of the car with Henley and Lula, Merritt is up front with Atlas driving, and Jack and Dylan sit in the island seats in the middle of the van. Henley still refuses to drop this little shtick of hers.
“I mean really Henley?! I don’t care how cute you think we’d be!”
You say in a whisper-yell, leaning over Lula in between the two of you.
“Oh c’mon already! Give up the charade, everyone can tell you’re into each other!”
“For the record I’d think you two would be an adorable couple, I would say cuter than me and Jack but c’mon..”
Lula butted in, in an equally hushed voice as you and Henley, they were adamant but didn’t want to give Atlas any more of an ego boost.
You did like Atlas, Henley was observant but you really didn’t want her to have the confirmed truth. you had denied it for so long at this point, it was just to win this little spat between you two. You watch as Atlas leans back in his seat, leaning over while keeping his eyes on the road.
“What are you ladies talking about back there…? We can hear your little whispers you know.”
Atlas hollered back to you and Henley.
Merritt chuckles, he was looking over your shoulder at your texts one day and definitely saw you spilling the truth about your feelings toward Danny to Lula. He was having the time of his life being between this, especially since his gummy kicked in about 30 minutes ago.
“This doesn’t concern you, Danny.”
Lula was trying to help, though that statement was only going to set him off for the rest of the drive.
“Okay”
He responded as he put his earbuds in, like he already knew what you had been whispering about. Did he? I mean with Merritt up there, high, who knows what he might’ve said already.
Your attention is quickly diverted to Jack as he erupted slightly while looking at his phone.
“Hah! Holy shit no way!”
You pull yourself up using the back of his seat, just to see a text from Lula on his phone. “Dude shes TOTALLY into Danny but you can’t tell ANYONE”
You whip back around in your seat.
“Dude?! Really?”
“I’m sorry!! We tell each other everything!”
Lula was sweet but she could not keep a secret for the life of her. God you couldn’t feel more like a middle school girl than in this moment right now. Everyone whispering about who likes who. Bullshit.
“Hey it’s ok I won’t tell anyone”
Jack reaffirmed, making you feel a little bit of relief.
“Oh thank you Jack cause I-“
“If! You ask him out when this mission ends…”
He had that grin on his face that he got when he knew he pissed someone off.
You decide to lean back in your seat and let the energy in the car die down. Were you really going to do it? it was either you say something or Jack says something and you really (really) didn’t want that falling into Jack’s hands.
As your eyes slowly drift around the car, they make their way to the rear view mirror, which is perfectly angled at Danny’s eyes.
You let yourself take a minute, admiring him. His eyes are a gorgeous blue, and the way his bangs swoop over his eyebrows seems effortless in a way. You’re trying to take it in until you notice the eyes you’ve been admiring are now looking back at you, and smiling.
You can tell he’s about to say something and your stomach drops to your knees.
“Well guys it’s getting late and we’re almost at the hotel, for the sake of everyone’s sanity do we wanna grab drinks?”
Everyone mutually agreed and started to file out of the cramped van. apart from Lula but she was just annoyed she got stuck with designated driver duty every
time.
“Oh c’mon sweetheart, I’ll drink enough for the two of us”
Jack claimed, putting his arm around her.
“Oh please, you can barely down a shot without wincing.”
Lula snarked pack, playfully nudging him.
You all file into the bar, as you walk in you realize Merritt is already seated with a drink in his hand. The light of the bar is dim and warm, with lightbulbs hanging over the bar, each about 3 feet apart. It’s not the nicest bar you’ve been to, but it isn’t half bad for one Atlas picked out on the side of the road. Jack and Lula had taken their seat next to Merritt, so you guide Henley to sit next to you and Lula.
Atlas had slid his way on the other side of Merritt, separated from everyone else.
You order your drink, and a water for Lula since her and Jack are already mid conversation. Henley orders for herself as she’s scolding you for taking so long with Atlas.
“Seriously, I don’t get it! The way he looks at you?! You can’t tell me you don’t see it.”
“I don’t! Honestly, I’m the newest member of the eye and I don’t want to throw myself at him.”
“Well it worked for Lula!”
“Lula and Jack are both VERY different from me and Danny, and you know that Henley.”
“Oh please, I’d put money down that he’ll make a move on you tonight.”
She has to be joking. You’re convinced Atlas wants nothing to do with you, shit at least you’ll be making a quick buck out of his disinterest.
“I’ll take that bet, $20”
“That’s a deal”
You and Henley shake hands. You take a sip of your drink and turn over to Lula, you lean forward to attempt to get a look at Atlas, and as soon as you do, you realize he’s already looking at you. Atlas darts his eyes back to Merritt and gives him what looks like a signal of sorts with his eyebrows.
“Alright folks how ‘bout a game of pool?”
Merritt exclaims to the group. You start to stand up before Henley put her hands on your shoulders, sitting you back down.
“Ah ah ah, not you, you’ll stay here with him.”
She nods her head towards Atlas, who is also still sitting at the bar. Henley and the rest of the group skip away to the pool table at the back of the establishment. You take a couple moments before you look at him, clinking the singular ice cube around in your glass, watching the liquid whoosh around the sharp edges. But as soon as you try to subtlety look over at Atlas, he’s already seated next to you.
“Shit!- how’d you get there without me noticing…?”
“I’m magic, sweetheart, it just happens.”
He’s sweet to you, you never clocked the nicknames as anything flirty, in fact he’d still slip in a “babe” sometime when talking to Henley (even though she told him to knock it off).
Atlas leans forward on the bar, placing his forearms in a triangle whilst holding his drink. There’s a few moments before he says anything, his warmth lingering around you.
“Y’know, I’m pretty glad you joined our little magic coup. Not ‘The Eye’ I mean, just us me, Jack, Henley…”
He trails off a bit without naming the other Horsemen, his words seem almost nervous. You didn’t think he disliked you or anything but it was really nice hearing him say it.
“I’m glad too, I was mostly solo before you guys… alone, practicing tricks in my apartment back in college”
You admit, you were alone, not that people didn’t like you, but no one cared enough to stick around.
“No need to feel sorry for yourself. You’re with us now, plus everyone starts somewhere… except for me of course.
He snarked, no matter what you were talking about his ego was always a couple step ahead.
“But when Jack joined us he was hustling on the streets of NY”
“I can hear you know!”
Jack hollered, not making eye contact, bent over the pool table about to take his turn.
The room settles a bit, everyone is focused on their game, you and Atlas pause for a moment, everything is slow, warm, comfortable.
Danny sits up, and leans toward you, right next to your ear he whispers.
“Well…you don’t have to be alone anymore.”
His voice is low and gruff, yet still has that confident tone to it, and you can’t help but hang on his words, like you ached for him to say more.
He leans back into his initial position, not breaking eye contact he cocks his head to the side and raises his eyebrows, trying to affirm what he just said. He finally breaks eye contact and turns back to his drink, nursing it slowly.
A wave of embarrassment and excitement wash over you for a moment, you had been eyeing Atlas ever since you joined the horsemen, and now that he was reciprocating you couldn’t be more starstruck.
Maybe 30 minutes pass by. You and Atlas eventually joined the pool game, neither of you won but it was a fun time, joking around with all of your closest friends. Henley had been winking and making a heart around you two every time Atlas turned his back, she was annoying but you loved her.
“Alright party people, let’s get to the hotel before it gets too late”
Lula was right, it was probably 11 at this point and you all still needed sleep. You all cram back into the van and Lula takes the drivers seat which leaves you, Henley, and Atlas in the back.
Atlas’s thigh couldn’t help but be rubbing up against yours and you could already feel the heat building up in your body. God you needed him bad, but you’d never make a fool of yourself trying.
You arrive at the hotel and make your ways to your respective rooms. Daniel has the key and opens the door, it’s pale, dull, everything you’d expect from a hotel like this. Of course Henley assigned you two one of the rooms with only one bed, she really wouldn’t let this go, huh.
“I’m gonna get in the shower, I’ve had a long day of driving.”
“Oh! Ok yeah no problem”
You were definitely flustered and it reflected in your speech. You were trying to keep it together but just the thought of him getting undressed sent a shiver down your body.
You get a little more comfortable, changing into what you’d be sleeping in. You can hear the shower door open, and water start running. You weren’t really one to fantasize but you let yourself have this one, just for a little bit, him slowly sliding his clothing off, soap bubbling over his chest, his hair slicked back and soaked…
It took every ounce of control not to lose your mind over this whole ordeal, you’d be sharing a bed with the man you’d been obsessed with for years now. After about 15 minutes or so you hear the water stop running. Shit, he’d be coming out of the bathroom any second now, you just have to keep your cool.
The door of the bathroom has a bit of a creek as it swings open. Atlas saunters out of the bathroom in only sweatpants, the waistline of his boxers making an appearance, (though you didn’t see him bring any clothes in), towel still over his head as he dries his hair. His upper body is toned, yet lean, his skin still glistening and damp. He doesn’t catch you staring for the first few moments with the towel still obstructing his vision, but when he does…
“Are you done gawking at me or what…?”
You hadn’t noticed until now but your mouth was slightly ajar, you were admittedly enjoying the view.
“Shit- sorry…”
You panicked out your response, there was no denying you were admiring his physique, you just had to apologize and leave it at that.
Atlas threw down his towel, and made himself comfortable on the side of the bed opposite of you.
A silence fills the space between you, you can feel his body heat.
“I know about you and Henley’s whole…spat, you know”
You took a deep sigh as you threw your head back onto the bed frame.
“Damnit, I figured.”
“Hey hey, no need to feel embarrassed, it seems like finding yourself pining over a coworker tends to be a side effect of becoming a horsemen.”
“You don’t say”
The air felt thick, while Atlas had just done you the favor of admitting your secret for you, it didn’t exactly take that weight of your chest.
“When Henley and I separated it was messy. There was throwing shit and screaming…”
Atlas trails off a bit, you sense he probably didn’t want to name the other things that went down.
“Not to say I don’t still have respect for her. I’m happy for her, she has a steady life away from the Horsemen.”
Atlas pauses
“Y’know, after that went down with Henley… I told myself I’d never let myself get involved with a coworker again.”
Damn. I mean, not that you thought you had much of a chance anyway, but his soft launch to a rejection was still pretty shitty feeling.
“Although, recently I’ve been rethinking what I’ve told myself over and over all these years…”
“Danny, if you have a point to make I’d appreciate if you’d get there.”
Danny pretends to feel a burning sensation on his fingertips, he sucks his teeth in a way you might if you actually got burned.
“Jeez, little pushy tonight, are we?”
“Sorry sorry, you’re right, go ahead.”
You’re quick to backtrack your bratty remark.
“No it’s ok, I’m kinda into it”
Danny says, as if it’s the most casual statement.
“Oh are ya big guy?”
You say in a wildly sarcastic tone, definitely just messing with his ego at this point.
“Hey don’t have to get all feisty with me now, we’ll save that for later sweetheart.”
Oh?
“Is that so, Danny?”
You let his name just barely slip off your tongue.
The conversation is awkward, yet almost intimate, you’re both in very uncomfortable positions yet each other’s presence is almost comforting. You can tell Atlas is about to say something, he starts leaning in toward your ear.
“I hate to prove Henley right but…”
His voice is a low and gruff whisper, each one of his words teasing you until the next. You can still catch the slightest smell of whiskey on his breath.
He pauses, he takes a moment to read your body language, make sure you were as on board as he was.
His face starts to drift from beside your head, to facing yours. Your lips mere inches away, you could feel the heat pulsating through your body. As Danny’s hand begins drifting up your thigh, you feel the warmth begin to pool between your legs. You needed him, you craved him, and this dance you two were doing was cruel.
“You know, I’m really glad Henley talked you into this.”
“That makes two of us I suppose”
A few quiet moments go by before Danny breaks the silence.
“Could I…”
He couldn’t even finish his sentence before your hands made their way to his jaw and your lips made their way to his. Danny was frozen before he melted into your touch.
“Just couldn’t wait huh?”
He manages between breaths, although it’s hard for either of you to get a word out. The kiss is messy, and desperate. You hadn’t expected Atlas to be so…needy. As Atlas’s hands drift from his sides to your waist, his lips also begin to travel further down your body. He begins placing small pecks down your collarbone, the middle of your chest, then down your stomach, and finally placing himself between your thighs. He makes sure to take his time with removing your shorts. He places his fingers beneath the waistband of your underwear, sliding them down your legs, throwing them to the floor, complete disregard to where they might’ve landed.
“You know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”
He says, a smirk plastered on his face, already slightly flushed. You run your hands through his hair, attempting to lead his mouth the direction you needed it most.
“Ah, not just yet gorgeous, I’d like to have my fun first.”
His hand moves from its grip on your thigh, he places his index and middle on either sides of your entrance, spreading you open.
“Jesus, I’d say I’m surprised you’re this wet, but you were flirting with me all night so…”
He begins to circle your clit, his thumb avoiding the one place you actually wanted it, prompting a small whimper to escape your lips.
“Oh? Need it that bad?”
“You’re a dick, Atlas”
You say, half teasing, half actually trying to get him where you want him.
“If you want it so bad sweetheart, just ask.”
Was this his play? Make you beg for it? You always said you’d never make a fool of yourself trying, but for him… you might have to. After teasing your entrance for what felt like forever, Danny lowers his head, and envelopes you with his tongue. Lapping and sucking on your clit, like it was the only thing he’d tasted in years. Your hands tangled in his hair, and hips continuously bucking forward.
“Didn’t realize how reactive you’d be sweetheart”
Daniel says, voice lower and more gentle than before. Your mind still racing, you throw your head back and push Danny’s head downward, yet he resists.
“I thought I made it clear I planned on taking my time gorgeous?”
“f-fuck, Danny…”
You trail off, unable to finish your thought. Danny’s fingers made their slow entrance inside, thumb still pressing your clit while his middle and ring make heaven inside you. Yet every time you started to squirm, or make any sign you were close, he’d wean off.
“Do you want it?”
“Danny…”
“I already told you sweetheart, if you want it, ask.”
Your hips move themselves downward out of pure instinct, and you place yourself up on your forearms, making eye contact with Danny.
“Don’t make me.”
You bite back to his demands.
“I’m not making you do anything.”
Danny’s voice was condescending. Even if it was degrading and embarrassing to beg for permission from Daniel Atlas, he’d knew you’d do it.
“Just say the word sweetheart.”
Your jaw tightened as you mustered up the dignity to let the word leave your mouth.
“Please Danny? …Please…”
“There we go gorgeous.”
Your words seemed to set Danny off, like a switch flipped in his mind, he was rampant and determined. He removed his sweats, along with his boxers, you follow suit and remove your tank top, both of the clothing items following the path of your shorts. He positions himself on top of you once more, slowly sliding himself into your entrance.
“God- fuck”
Danny leans down next to your ear, his voice a low whisper.
“I love the noises you make for me, can’t wait to see what other noises I can get out of you.”
Danny is keeping a steady pace, fast enough to where it’s getting you off, but slow enough to keep you riiiiighttt on the brink. Exactly how he wanted you. Despite his urge to lose his mind, you could tell it was taking everything in him to keep this pace. You hated to admit it, but if you were as good as he is, you’d be cocky all the time too.
“Danny, I’m s-suprised…”
“What? Didn’t think I had this in me?”
“Well guys— who act the way you do, don’t usually…meet e-expectations to say the least”
“Well baby, I wouldn’t talk myself up so much if I didn’t think I could follow through”
As Danny finishes his sentence, he moves his thumb back to your clit, now moving in the same rhythm as his hips.
“F-fuck!?—“
The word almost squeaks out of you, your voice high-pitched and breathy. There was a change in Danny’s pace every time a moan escaped your lips, like they were fueling him.
“Cmon, that can’t be all you have in you.”
There’s a few seconds where neither of you saying anything, you’re confused but you’re to busy grabbing at the sheets to respond.
“w—what?..”
“Let them hear you through the wall gorgeous, make sure they know who’s making you cum.”
His words finally tip you over the edge, a warm and tingling sensation washes over as your hips begin to jerk. Danny had made you (essentially) a whimpering mess.
“God! fffffuck?! D—danny!…”
“That’s it princess”
You both take a moment to come down from your high. Danny slowly removed himself, and layed down in the spot next to you, letting both of you come down from your high. As you both are catching your breath, Danny scoots himself closer to you, allowing you to rest your head on his chest, whilst his arm is around you. You take a deep breath before Danny places a kiss on your forehead.
“I had been waiting a long time for you to make a move you know.”
Danny said, still slightly out of breath.
“Why didn’t you make a move if you were so desperate?”
“I have a reputation to uphold sweetheart.”
Danny is running his fingers through your hair, while you admire his eyes, they had always been your favorite trait of his.
“Danny…?”
“Yes?”
“I was um, about to hop in the shower…if you’d like to join me?”
Daniel raises his eyebrows, and gives a smug nod.
—
Daniel slid the glass door of the shower closed, as you adjusted the water temperature to your liking.
“This okay?”
“More than okay sweetheart”
He says, grabbing your hips from behind, moving you closer to him.
“I meant the water temperature, Atlas”
“Oh yeah sure, I-it’s fine”
He stutters a bit, already attacking your neck, making sure to leave a mark. His hands explore your body, making up for how rash you two were the first time.
“You’re gorgeous, you know that?”
“I do now, not like you’ve been calling me so all evening.”
“I mean it. I do I promise!”
He could feel the smug look on your face, not totally believing he was being genuine. If it was genuine, it was a sweet remark, but from how big his ego was you weren’t sure if there was much room left for any true appreciation.
“Danny, you’ve been with at least 3 girls in the past month…”
“Yes, I know, and that’s a little bit douche-y of me, for lack of better words”
Danny takes you by your hips, turning you around to look at him.
“Then why are you like that, Danny?”
“To make you jealous? Ego? I don’t know, but that doesn’t matter anymore gorgeous. I had waited years for you, and you’re finally mine.”
Atlas cocked his brows. He wasn’t the most heartfelt person, but that meant quite a bit coming from him. You take a deep sigh before responding.
“And I’m glad I am, handsome.”
You say, slightly giggling, pulling him in once again. Daniel’s tongue tracing the inner part of your lip, asking permission for your lips to part and be invited inside. The kiss quickly turns from passionate and calculated to messy, and desperate. You run your hands down his bare chest, pushing him against the shower wall. You begin to pepper kisses from his collar to his waist.
“Sweetheart…”
He begins to moan slightly with each kiss you plant on his skin, now on your knees with his cock twitching in front of your face. You take him in your hands before enveloping the tip of his member into your mouth. Before you could even go further, Atlas takes a hand on the back of your head and pushes himself further down your throat. You put the control back in your hands as you fully remove his member from your mouth, spit still connecting from your bottom lip. You slowly inch back closer. You begin to trace him from the very base of his cock, you reach the very tip and take him into your mouth once again, making sure to go a lot slower this time.
“ffffuck—“
He was throbbing in the back of your throat. His taste lingering on your tongue as you explored his length. You took your time, you had dreamed of moments like this, and now that you were living and breathing it, you were going to savor it. Every time Atlas would start to moan a little harder, or begin to twitch, you’d pull away. You could have your fun too.
“Cmon gorgeous, don’t be like this.”
He demands, breathlessly.
“What, you can tease me but I can’t have a little fun?”
“I see how it is”
He says cocking his head with a smug grin on his face. Before you know it Atlas grabs the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair. He begins to thrust himself into you, not that you minded of course. The sound of you gagging and whining was just enough to send Atlas tumbling over the edge, sending his warm release down your throat.
“Fuck…you’re good”
Atlas throws his head back, still out of breath.
“I know, handsome.”
You say, wiping the spit away from your mouth. You stand up, face to face with Atlas. He kisses you again, his lips soft, the taste of himself still lingering on your mouth.
You pull away, his hands still firmly placed on your hips.
“Could you hand me my shampoo? It should be on the shelf behind you”
He doesn’t respond, but he turns around and retrieves it for you nonetheless. You take the bottle and squeeze just enough soap into the center of your palm and lather it up. As the bubbles foam up in your hair, Atlas doesn’t move, he says planted behind you, hands squeezing your hips every once in a while as a sign of affection. You have to turn around and face the man to rinse your hair. As your hands and hair are under the shower, he leans in to kiss you once again. It seemed like any chance he got, he’d take. Pretty desperate for someone who talks the way he does. Still kissing you, he grabs the bottle of conditioner from behind the both of you, pouring some into his hands, and begins massaging it through your ends, all while keeping contact with your lips.
“Why does this seem like second nature to you, Danny?”
“This hair doesn’t just happen on its own, if I’m gonna be the star of the horsemen I have to maintain a put together appearance, gorgeous.”
You two return your previous activities as he’s now rinsing off your hair. Lips crashing together, and tongues exploring each other’s mouths, almost as if you couldn’t pull away. You finish your shower, bathing while Atlas admired you. While he was a very touchy lover, he wanted his time to take you in. By the time your finished, the water was running colder. You both step out of the shower, and Atlas grabs a towel and wraps it around you, before grabbing one and putting it around his waist.
—
You both have retrieved your Pyjamas from the various spots on the floor, and are getting ready for the night.
“Oh by the way…”
Atlas grabs your attention, you don’t see where it comes from, but twenty dollars appear in his hand, seemingly coming out of thin air.
“For you and Henley’s bet, I felt bad putting you out of twenty bucks.”
“Your such a gentleman, Danny”
You say back, with a slightly sarcastic tone. You both crawl into bed. Atlas is allowing you to lay your head on his chest, your hand placed on his stomach.
“You know…uhm, thank you for tonight.”
You stutter out, this moment felt almost to intimate.
“Of course gorgeous, anytime.”
“Do you mean that?”
You question him.
“Hm?”
He looks genuinely confused, as if he didn’t understand your question.
“Do you really mean anytime?”
“Of course, I’ve been so patient for you, you think I’d give it you up as soon as I got a hold of you?”
“I suppose not”
You giggle back, it hadn’t really clicked how serious he was being about the two of you before. Although you couldn’t be happier he was.
—
You wake up at about 7:30, there’s a nice faded sunrise coming from the window, and Atlas is already up and making coffee.
“Morning handsome”
You say, stretching, with a giant grin on your face.
“Good morning, gorgeous.”
You get up and make your way to the bathroom, you begin the therapeutic process of getting ready. By the time you’re done doing your hair, Atlas comes into the bathroom and sets your coffee on the counter. Atlas doesn’t leave after delivering your drink, he just admires you as you finish doing your makeup. Concealer, blush, eyeliner, mascara, highlighter, lipliner. You had spent quite a while perfecting your routine, and Danny seemed to think it was adorable how focused you were.
You finish putting yourself together, as you take a sip of your coffee.
“Danny?”
You say, making your way to your suitcase.
“I brought two dresses, I know we’re supposed to go undercover to a gala today. You’re much more well versed with these things than I am, which one seems more appropriate?”
You hold up two dresses, a floor length black dress, sweetheart cut, with rhinestone detailing along the neckline, and a shorter maroon dress, with lace detail on the bodice. Atlas seems to take this far more seriously than you anticipated. Taking his time, analyzing both options.
“The black one, it’ll be harder to run or fight in the red dress without flashing anyone. I also think it suits you better.”
“Thank you Danny, you’re sweet.”
“I try”
He throw his hands up and cocks his head to the side, in a “what can I say” manner. You hear a buzz from your phone, it’s Dylan, he’s telling everyone to meet downstairs and that the car is almost here.
“Well that’s our cue”
You and Atlas make your way downstairs, running into Lula and Jack on the way. You four cram into the elevator, and it seems that Lula is whispering things to Jack while giggling as she jerks her head towards you.
“Lula, cut it out”
You say, almost pleading.
“What?! I haven’t done anything”
She was lying through her teeth but you let it go, if you were going to do this with Danny, you’d have to get used to everyone poking fun. You all finally arrive downstairs, meeting with Dylan, Henley, and Merritt.
“How long have you been down here man? You weren’t there when I woke up?”
Jack accused Merritt.
“Sorry I prioritize my time”
Merritt says back, he was trying to seem like he was spending his time wisely, though based on the half drank whiskey in his hand, he was not.
“Oh um, I think that’s for us.”
Lula says, leaning over to point at the front window. There’s what looks like a black limousine waiting for someone. You all file out of the hotel doors. You pull Henley aside after everyone has left the lobby.
“Hey um, about our bet last night…”
You pull the $20 Atlas gave you out of the bust of your dress.
“What but I never saw Daniel do anything at the bar?”
You give her a knowing smirk as you two make your way to the exit. It finally seems to click as Henley stops in her tracks.
“You tease!”
Henley shouts probably a little too loudly as she opens the door. You give her a “what can I say” shrug and open the car door, and sit between her and Danny. Maybe this wouldn’t turn out so bad after all.