Riley

Chapter 23

Riley POV
Daniel spins me and I vaguely see Peter get smacked across the face. On the second spin I see his date basically stomping away from him. I wonder what happened. Daniel spins me a third time but this time pulls me into his chest afterwards. He puts his head close to my ear.

"Are you having a good time?" He asks swaying my body. His hands moving down the curve of my sides.

"Yes. Wonderful night. I'm getting thirsty though. I will be back after I get some wine? All your dancing moves have tired me out." I says smiling at him.

"These dance moves were nothing. When you get back I will show you some real dancing." He grins.

I giggle and he releases me. I didn't lie to him, I actually am thirsty...but I also want to see what is going on with Peter.

I slide into the seat that his date left. "Hey"

I motion towards the waiter and turn around and smile at Daniel, whose patiently waiting, and watching.

"Hi. Why are you over here." He says impassively.

Frowning I order a glass of water. "What do you mean why am I here...I came because I saw your date smack you."

"Yea, she was boring and I told her that she was." He doesn't look at me.

"At least your honest..."

"Now that you know what's wrong, you can go back to your date." He snarls.

"Maybe you deserved to get smacked! Why have you been being so ...mean to me lately!?"

He only turns his head and stares at me. Searching both my eyes for something.

"You called me Bertha, you said we didn't need to share rooms, you invite a girl into your room in front of me, you interrupt the dancing of me and my date. Who I wouldn't have agreed to go out with had I had the slightest inkling that you wanted to take me...what did I do. We were so close. " I look down into my glass of water hat has just been placed I front of me.

"Maybe we don't need to be that close. Because the closer I get to you, the more I feel I need you. I know you feel the connection between us. It's undeniable but yet you try to deny it. I can't stop thinking about you and you play with my feelings!"

"I do not play with your feelings! How so!"

"You said in front of my face to another dude, who asked you out that, we were just friends! After we've danced, and wrestled, and kissed! Dammit Riley. How can you be so dumb." He runs his hands through his hair.

"I don't care that we just met. I just want you, and you rejected me in front of a dude who also wants to date you. After all the amazing and fun times we've had and you rejected me. Which broke my heart. how can you be so dumb." He concludes. My anger flares up.

"I'm not dumb for not knowing what I feel!" I have to yell over the music. "I just met you. How can I know what these feelings are."

"You just met me, but you get upset when I have another date, or have a separate room as you or invite a girl in my room. I don't know what To call these feelings. But I'm not denying them. If you know they are there then why deny them? I can feel how strong our connection is. Do you feel it?"

"Yes. I feel a connection."

He takes my hand and places it over his heart. My breath catches in my throat as I feel the solid muscle of his chest.

"Then why are you being dumb?"

"I'm not being dumb. I'm being smart because how can I feel such a connection for someone I just met?"

He pushes my hand from his chest roughly.

"Okay well don't get mad when anything happens between me and someone else ,'friend'." He glares at me.

Before I know it my hand is flying towards his face. He catches it effortlessly and stares me in my eyes. My eyes water and a tear slips over. His expression softens and he strokes my hand that he's still holding in the air.

He places it gently on my lap as I swipe away all fallen tears. I'm really glad I didn't wear make up. He strokes my hand again and whispers my name. I shake my head and get up and walk back over to my date, who was actually walking towards us. He must've saw the whole thing because he looks pissed.