BY DEMARCO'S STANDARDS (Part 5)

Date Night

After my interrupted jog I returned home to fill my tub up with a nice bubble bath. I had just enough time to soak before getting ready with my date with Allen. I had met him the night of my work event and I must say since that night my phone has been blowing up with invitations. In fact I have another date on Friday with Seth.

As I soaked and gave my body a good shave my thoughts drifted off to Demarco. What is up with him? One moment he's hot and the next cold. I'm not getting mixed up in his emotional baggage game's. Besides we are the most unlikely pair. Not to mention the thing's Jax rattled off to me about Demarco. That's another fool that will never get my time or attention. It was hard to contain my laughter as he spewed off these random tales of Demarco. Did I believe them? Yea maybe a few were truths but the one I absolutely didn't believe was about his dead wife. There was absolutely no way Demarco killed her. He still grieved over her and spoke about her in such a loving way.

As for killing Jax's sister, that could be a possibility. I know first hand it doesn't matter if your a female, he will extract his revenge. That's another issue I have. If I did get closer to Demarco who's to say he wouldn't flip out on me and try that shit again. Maybe he did apologize but it doesn't erase what happened or still my fear of him. True I put on my tough girl attitude with him but on the inside I'm scared of him. I can't pursue a relationship with someone that terrifies me. There's just to many marks against us. I'm a lawyer, he's a bad guy. He's in love with a ghost and I can't constantly worry if deep down he's comparing me to her or worse yet, wishing I was her. I don't have the strength to jump into a relationship with someone with that much baggage.

Also I may be wrong but I do believe Jax is right about Demarco helping Jone's. It's the only plausible explanation for him having been there that night. However I will never tell Demarco the thing's Jax told me. That's one war I want no part of. Nor will I continue to investigate the Harper's. I've come to the conclusion that my nose doesn't belong there and I don't need anymore trouble. I guess you could say that Demarco and his little drill made me have a change of heart quickly. The only way I'll investigate the Harper's is if they end up in my courtroom. But I will continue to spy on Jone's and do everything in my power to bring him in.

I dunked my head underneath the bubbles and rinsed my mind free of Demarco. I was getting ready to enjoy my night out with Allen and I wouldn't let my night be ruined by thoughts of Demarco. I took ample time on getting ready and once satisfied I slid into a off white dress that hung off my shoulders and featured peasent sleeves. Not to mention it clung to my form snuggly. I slipped into some strappy heels and was just applying a dab of perfume behind my ears when my door buzzed.

Giving myself a satisfied once over in the mirror I put on a dazzling smile and swung the door open. My smile immediately faltered as I saw what stood before me. Standing right beside Allen was Demarco. Allen had a bouquet of wildflowers in his hand while Demarco held a dozen possibly more pink roses. My favorite color was pink, the bastard knew that. Allen spoke. "You look amazing Ivy".

Demarco shot him a sideways glare. "No she doesn't" Demarco smiled. "She looks like poison, poison Ivy".

Giving Allen a sweet smile I said. "The flowers are lovely. Thank you but could you excuse me for just a moment".

I then glared at Demarco and fisted his tie yanking him into my apartment. Shutting the door, I drug him by his tie away from the door. Whirling around I seethed. "Just what in the fuck are you doing".

He placed the pink roses in the center of my table. "You said you had a date. You said you didn't want me to have you followed. So I did the next best thing in order to abide by your wishes. I'm going on the date with you , therefore my men want need to follow you because I'll be there".