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The Taste of Temptation || DR3 {5}

The colour behind your eyelids dimmed and you opened them wondering where the cloud had come from in the endless blue sky. You immediately sat up and looked around for Danny when you found the cloud in your day was actually Andrew towering over your sun lounger.

"Uh, hi," you said as he smiled and leaned in to try to hug you. "Woah, what are you doing?"

"We haven't seen each other in like five years." His arms were still open expecting to embrace you.

"Exactly." You grabbed your towel and wrapped it around your body after seeing his eyes roam the skin that was visible.

"Hey baby, is this guy bothering you?" Daniel arrived at your back, his hands cold on your shoulders from going to the lakeside cafe and getting some iced drinks. "Wait, I recognise you - you're the perv from the picture."

"What?" Andrew chuckled in confusion.

"You were checking her out at the bar last night." Daniel opened his phone and shook his head as he saw the picture again, confirming it as he turned it around. "Seriously?"

Andrew laughed and looked at you with a smirk. "I thought it was you but I couldn't see your face. That ass though, I'd recognise it anywhere."

"Danny!" you gasped as you leapt to your feet, turning and planting your hands on his chest at the first sign of movement. "There's a crowd, you know what Christian said."

"You think I care, kitten?"

"I think he isn't worth it." You looked over your shoulder to see an incensing remark about to be sent Daniel's way. "Andrew, please leave."

"Andrew huh?" Daniel echoed before his arms curled around your waist and he stared him down from where he rested his chin on your shoulder.

"She told you about me?" he asked with a cocky grin.

You sighed at the stand off you found yourself in the midst of and narrowed your eyes at Andrew hoping he would get the message to piss off but he wasn't looking at you and seemed content to ruin your day. More and more cameras were coming out as the tension seemed to ripple across the surface of the lake.

"Did she tell you I was her first?" he taunted with a smirk.

"So? I'll be her last," Daniel laughed as his hand splayed low across your abdomen, his fingertips dancing across the top of your swimsuit bottoms and drawing Andrew's eyes down to the movement. "That's all that matters."

"Drew, move it along," your father stated as he arrived, soaking wet from leaving the lake to intervene when he noticed the three of you.

"It's public property, sir." Daniel snorted at the switch in character while your dad found his phone with his belongings next to yours, already starting to dial a number. "Who are you calling?"

"Your father." Andrew was gone before he could hit 'call' and he tossed it back on the sun lounger with a shake of his head. "That boy never knew when to walk away."

"Thanks, dad."

"It's not a family reunion without some drama, last time it was Nessa and that boy - what's his name? - I lose count," he said with a roll of his eyes before pointing a finger at Daniel's hand. "I know you're marrying her, but she's still my daughter, hands above the waist, son."

His palms had warmed on your skin and they quickly shifted up to your ribs with a stiff nod. "Yes, sir."

With your father heading back to the water, Daniel couldn't resist whispering in your ear, "Imagine if he knew all the bad things I had done to his little girl."