The Luckiest Girl In The World

"Not having enough fun, Dante?" Kathy asked, giving him a crooked smile.

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Dante laughed softly. "Sorry," he said. "No, having the time of my life."

Edited Date: 2019-09-02 05:20 pm (UTC)

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Kathy nudged him with her food. "You nerd," she said. "You don't have to apologize."

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"Thought I'd give it a spin, see how it feels," Dante said, shrugging with an easy grin, and took a bite of his own food.

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"Exploring unfamiliar territory?" Kathy teased, reaching out to squeeze his hand.

Apologizing when he felt he'd done wrong had never been a sticking point with Dante.

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"Definitely never trying that again," Dante agreed.

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"It looks like it took a lot out of you," Kathy said sympathetically. "Do you wanna find somewhere to nap after dinner to recover?"

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"Prettiest roach motel we can find?" Dante said, batting his eyelashes.

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"Aww, no baby," Kathy said, trying not to snicker. "For you, only the finest motel that rents by the hour."

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"Bet I could do some cool stuff to you in an hour," Dante said, winking.

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"Bet you can, too," Kathy said, eyes darkening with interest. "You got anything in particular in mind?"

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"I mean..." Dante said, shrugging one shoulder. "We left all the toys at home, so I guess I'd have to improvise somethin' with tongue and fingers..."

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"So ill-prepared," Kathy sniffed. "I can't believe you leave home without a dildo in your bag and a vibe in your pocket."

Edited Date: 2019-09-07 06:39 pm (UTC)

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"Next time," Dante said, clasping his breast. "Next time."

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"Looks like tonight's just gonna be long talks and early to bed for us," she said with a solemn nod as the door opened behind her to let in another customer.

One with a familiar face, no less.

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Dante laughed softly. "Fraid so," he said. He got up, nodding towards the soda fountain. "I'm gonna get a refill, you want one?"

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"I'm good," Kathy said, holding up her cup. "I've barely even touched my shake."

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"All right," Dante said, sweeping his empty glass off the table. He slid between the booths, towards the soda fountain, not a care in the world.

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"Scuse me." The guy who had come in a few moments before came up behind Dante, placing his cup under the Sprite fountain.

He wasn't really getting in Dante's way, he was just being polite.

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... Where had that guy come from? "Uh, sure," Dante started, looking over his shoulder reflexively, and.

"Uh."

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Maxwell Hale flashed Dante a smile, small and charming in a oh hey hot guy kind of way and stepped forward to fill his cup. "Thanks, man."

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It took Dante five seconds before he noticed that the tattoos were missing.

Five seconds were just about long enough for the name "Max?" to drop out of his mouth.

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"Uhh...yeah?"

Okay, max was pretty sure he didn't know this guy. He would remember somebody this hot. Still, he was awfully young - maybe one of the younger kids back in the old neighborhood?

"Okay, wow, this is awkward," he said with a small chuckle. "You got me at a disadvantage....?"

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And with that, Dante's thought process went from shit, it's Max fucking Hale to oh fuck, I need to stop Kathy from murdering this guy.

... and then to what if he's fucking with me?. "Sorry," he said. "You look like somebody I know. And apparently you guys share the same name, go figure."

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