THREE - Daniel Ricciardo

Chapter 6 - Big Brother

I placed Delilah in my double bed and tucked her into my blanket, ensuring her head was supported sufficiently by many pillows.

Giving her a kiss on the head, I whispered 'good night' to my niece.

Daniel stood by the door, leaning up against the frame. His arms were crossed. He had his famous smile plastered across his face.

"Thank you for today." I whispered to Daniel and closed the door, leaving open a jar.

"I had fun." Daniel smiled and looked down to meet my eyes. "She's absolutely beautiful."

I nodded in agreement and ushered us downstairs to the living room. I started to straighten up the cushions on the sofa.

"I should get going then." Daniel stated as he picked his keys up from the side table. "It's getting late."

I looked up at the clock on the wall to see that it was now 11:30pm. Rich and Penelope still hadn't come back from their date and Rachel was flat out asleep in her room.

"You could stay if you wanted?" I asked, before acknowledging the words which just moved from my lips.

I had never been so forward with someone before in my life. Always to embarrassed to appear confident, which was really a quality a model should have, right?

"I mean-," I quickly started to speak again as I frantically made my way round to tidy up. "Only if you want to, I'm not forcing you, you can leave if you-"

"I'd love to." Daniel's sharp tone stopped my rambling. Daniel made his way over to the other side of the living room to meet me. His eyes looked darker than usual, but comforting and friendly. His gaze did something to me which I couldn't explain, these feelings have never happened to me before.

Before I could mutter a single word, his soft lips grazed mine. All of our previous kisses had been pure passion and lust, and maybe a tad sloppy if we were being honest. This kiss felt different, this kiss felt right.

As I slipped my hands up his chest and laced my hands around the back of his neck, his strong hands made their way down and fell at my waist, giving a small squeeze to my figure. His tongue slipped between mine, our kiss deepening.

The quiet surrounded us as if we were the only people in the world. Wrapped up in complete isolation.

"What are you still doing up Ames-" my brothers booming voice ripped us apart as he stammered when he appeared in the living room. His cheeks burned scarlet red as I'm sure both mine and Daniel's did too.

Daniel's hands slipped away from my hips and I let go of his chest.

"I'm so sorry." Rich muttered under his breath. "I didn't mean to interrupt."

He quickly made his way out of the room and towards the kitchen, where I could hear Penelope turn the kettle on.

"If I stay will I experience anymore awkward encounters with your brother?" Daniel whispered and smirked. As I giggled, Penelope came into the doorway.

"Would you both like a hot drink?" She asked sweetly, placing her hands in front of her and entwining her fingers together.

"I'll have a tea please." I replied.

"Same here, no sugar. Thank you." Daniel replied.

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Sitting around the kitchen island, I could feel Rich stare more intensely at Daniel as the evening went on.

"What do you do for a living then Daniel?" Rich queried before taking a swig of his drink. Penelope looked over to me, as if she was apologising for his actions. It was clear that Rich had consumed one to many drinks at dinner.