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DADDY’S GIRL
Chapter 13 — What now
Gazing out of the aircraft window Lucy stared at the rather drab overcast England they had returned to, the weather matching her mood, as the plane taxied towards the terminal building.
A few rows in front of her, Danny was doing something very similar sitting next to his daughter as she watched carefully everything that was happening outside.
“When do we get off Daddy?”
“Soon sweetheart.”
“Will Lucy be getting off to?” She asked yet another question about the brunette who seemed to have captivated her.
“Yes munchkin, she will be.”
Disembarking from the aircraft Danny had been tempted to make the break quick and clean by simply walking away without waiting for Lucy, but he had quickly realised there was no way that Jessica would let that happen. Also, it would be very difficult to explain if she then caught up with them at baggage reclaim,
“Let’s wait for her.” He suggested, stepping to the side once they were out of the aircraft door.
A dozen or more passengers passed them by before she finally appeared.
“Oh, you waited.” Lucy said with surprise as she got off the plane, mentally kicking herself for making it sound like she had expected them to just go.
“Well Jess wants to say goodbye properly.” Danny gave her a sad smile.
The three-year-old happily took both their hands, skipping between them, clearly unaware of the air of despondency that had descended over the two adults.
With an inevitability hovering over them the pair almost silently guided Jessica through immigration before going on to collect their cases from the carousel.
As she had on the journey out Jessica took a great deal of interest in the numerous bags going around on the belt, eagerly looking out for hers.
“It’s here daddy… it’s here.” She shouted with excitement when her bag came into view, making both Jess and Danny smile despite their unhappiness.
It took a few minutes before they had retrieved everything and made their way through customs and out into the terminal.
“Well, I guess that’s the holiday finished.” Danny gloomily stated as the three of them stood in the arrival’s hall with their bags, “Back to normality now.”
Lucy gazed at him wanting to throw herself into his arms and tell him that she loved him. However, her mind was filled with thoughts about his statement that he wasn’t looking to expose his daughter to a string of girls, his only concern was Jessica.
‘Couldn’t he make an exception for just one girl. Her?’
The trouble was that it was her concern to. She understood his reasons perfectly but why couldn’t he see that she had fallen in love with the little girl as well as him.
“I suppose so.” Instead, she unhappily agreed with him, her heart breaking apart as she spoke.
She had her new job to look forward to and her life to get on with but now, all she wanted was to be with the man standing in front of her and his adorable daughter.
“How are you getting home?” Danny asked prolonging their goodbye’s a little longer.
“Oh, my friend…. she’s collecting me.”
“Fair enough, otherwise we could have shared a taxi…..”
They went silent again.
Resisting the urge to reveal how he felt Danny picked up his daughter and swallowed hard. Lucy had been adamant when she told him she had only been looking for a holiday fling with no strings and he had been it.
The only problem was that somewhere along the way he had fallen in love with her and so had Jessica.
“Maybe I’ll see you around.” He stated flippantly not knowing what else to say.
“Yeah maybe… or….”
“Bye Luce I…..”
“Oh yeah, bye Danny.” Not giving him a chance to finish she kissed him on the cheek.
“Be a good girl Jess.” Kneeling down she drew the little girl against her in a hug, “I’m sure you’re going to enjoy school.”
“No. Don’t go Lucy.” The three-year-old started to plead as soon as she realised what was happening.
Lucy tried to smile as she blinked back the tears she knew were coming.
“I have to sweetheart. I’ll… I’ll miss you.” Choking off a sob she stood and turned, immediately starting to walk away.
“Luceeeeeeeeeeeee!”
She had barely gone two steps when she started to cry as her heart shattered into a million pieces, the tears streaming down her cheeks at the sound of Jessica’s pitiful wail.
“Luccceeeeeeeeeeeeeeee don’t go…. come back. I love you.”
It took every ounce of her willpower but she didn’t turn around, she knew that if she did, she would end up running back and telling him how she felt about him and his daughter.
Continuing to hurry away she could hardly see in front of her as her tears clouded her vision while she tried desperately to block out the sound of the little girl’s voice.
“Mummmeeeeeeeeee!” Thankfully, the sound of Jessica crying eventually faded into the background and stopped wrenching on her heartstrings.
The tears coursed freely down her cheeks as, ignoring the inquisitive stares from strangers, she made her way through the crowds and out of the airport building to where Annabelle would be waiting to give her a ride home.
“Lucy, over here.” Her friend waved and moved towards her, “How was your….”
“Take me home please… I want to go home.” Sobbing she left her case and slid into the passenger seat crying almost hysterically.
“What’s up Lucy. What’s happened?” Annabelle clambered in after her once the case was stored in the boot.
“Just take me home…. Please. I just want to go home.” Lucy looked out of the window, trying not to think of the pain in her chest, unable to stop crying.
Annabelle stared at her friend for a moment but didn’t press her on what was wrong. Keeping quiet she drove them back to Lucy’s flat, the silence only punctuated by the desperate sobbing coming from the passenger seat.
Once they were inside, Annabelle left Lucy to cry as she made tea for them both before resuming her inquisition.
“Ok Luce, are you going to tell me what’s up?” Placing two mugs on the table she sat down and asked.
Lucy looked at her with black rimmed eyes where her mascara had run.
“I… I love him.” She whispered softly.
Annabelle sat back open-mouthed in shock, “For fuck’s sake, I said have a fling not fall for some Greek gigolo.”
“He’s not Greek and he’s not a gig-a-whatsit.” She sniffled taking a sip of her tea, “I love him and I love his little girl.”
“Oh shit no, you’ve not gone and fallen for a married man Luce, surely?”
Lucy shook her head, “No, he’s… he’s divorced and… and his ex was killed recently in a car smash.”
“But all the same. A guy with a kid.”
“You don’t understand. He lives round here. I saw him before…. before I went away.”
Her friend looked at her clearly puzzled.
“What? Where?”
“Do you remember when we went shopping? I was buying those bikinis?” Lucy continued, sniffing back the tears.
“Err…. yeah, sort of.”
“The guy who was there with his little girl?”
“What the really cute one? You mean he was at the same resort as you?”
“Same resort, same apartments.” She clarified, wiping her eyes.
“And you….?”
Lucy nodded, “Yes, I slept with him.”
Annabelle grinned, “Well at least you got laid.”
“What am I going to do Anna?”
“Well how does he feel about you?”
“He… he said his daughter was his only priority. He… he….”
She dissolved into another flood of tears.
“You need to tell him hon. At least then you’ll know one way or the other if he wants you.”
Her response only started Lucy crying even harder.
“I can’t. We didn’t even exchange numbers, he thought I only wanted a holiday fling and he… he didn’t want to get involved with anyone because of Jessica.”
“Who’s Jessica?”
“His little girl. You should see her Anna she’s absolutely adorable and cute and….”
She stopped and buried her face in her hands.
Not knowing what else to do Annabelle went across to her and wrapped her arms around her, letting her sob out her despair on her shoulder.
“Hey come on babe, it’s not that bad.”
“It is… it’s awful and… and I want him so much.”
“I know you won’t want the hear this now hon but I saw Jason the other day.”
Lucy sniffled and lifted her head to look at her friend, “What did that arsehole want?”
“Errm…you actually, He was asking about you and if you were seeing anyone?”
Distracted from her misery Lucy stared disbelievingly at Annabelle, “He what? The creep.”
“He’s not with Georgina anymore apparently.”
“I’m not interested in him. I love Danny.” She declared firmly, “And if that piece of shit comes anywhere near me, I swear I’ll… I’ll swing for him.”
“That’s more like the girl I know.” Annabelle grinned.
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Watching Lucy walk away from them Danny held on to his daughter as she cried, calling out to the slim brunette who rapidly disappeared into the crowd.
“It’s ok baby. Don’t cry please.” He had to swallow hard to stop his own tears from starting.
“I… I…. w…. want Lu… Lucy.” The three-year-old sobbed, “I want her…. to…be…. my m… m…. mummy.”
Listening to his daughter ripped apart the remaining fragments of his shattered heart and for the next few minutes he held her tightly, trying hard to get his own emotions under control. He knew it would take him a lifetime to get over the girl who had just walked away from them, if he ever could.
“I want her too sweetheart but she has her own life and we… we aren’t part of it.”
Just saying it tore his heart apart again.
Finally, managing to calm Jess down a little, he started off towards the taxi rank for the last leg of their journey home.
It took nearly half-an-hour to reach his mother’s house but before they had even got out of the cab Christine Wells was on the doorstep eagerly waiting to greet her son and granddaughter.
“Nanny.” Jessica dashed across to her grandmother and was instantly swept up in her arms.
“Oh, it’s so good to have you home.” She hugged the little girl, “Did you have a nice time.”
“Hi mum.” Danny leant in and kissed her on the cheek before lugging the cases in through the front door.
“How was it? Did you have a good time?” Still carrying her granddaughter Christine followed him into the house, closing the door behind her.
“Err… yeah it was…. ok.”
“Tea?” She knew immediately something was wrong with her son.
“Yeah, that would be great thanks.”
Taking Jessica with her she disappeared into the kitchen leaving him to take the suitcases upstairs.
By the time he returned there were two mugs of tea on the table while Jessica was sitting with a glass of juice and a chocolate biscuit. Dropping into a chair he picked up his drink and, not looking at his mother, waited for the expected inquisition.
“So, who’s Lucy?” His mother looked at him curiously over the top of her mug.
“Ok. What did Jessica tell you?” He sighed; he had hoped to get through his first evening home before his daughter spilled the beans.
“Not a lot except she hasn’t stopped talking about her since the two of you walked through the front door.”
“She’s just a girl we met while we were away. We had a couple of meals together. That’s all.” He swallowed back the emotions that just talking about her raised in him.
“First of all, you’re my son and I know when you’re not telling me the truth.” She raised an eyebrow questioningly, “And secondly your daughter has already told me you had two sleepovers.”
“Is nothing sacred mum?”
“I’m concerned is all Danny. The pair of you are all I have and I worry about you.”
“I know you do mum and I really appreciate it and everything you do for Jessica.”
“So, who is this mysterious Lucy and what has she done to you and my granddaughter.
He took a sip of his tea avoiding answering for the moment as he tried to collect his thoughts. The last thing he wanted was an interrogation on the girl who had broken his heart.
“She’s just a girl. No one special.”
“Don’t tell me fibs Daniel Wells. I’m your mother.”
Sighing he took another mouthful of tea. He knew she wouldn’t give up until she knew the truth.
“She was staying in our apartments and Jess really took to her.”
“And the rest?”
He sighed, knowing he would have to tell her everything.
“Ok. I’m in love with her mum. I’ve never felt this way about anyone, not even Steph.”
Christine Wells smiled, “Well that much is clearly obvious. So, who is she and, more importantly, how does she feel about you?”
“We met, once, in the department store before we went away. Then she was staying at the same apartments as us and she has the biggest, prettiest, brown eyes and she was so good with Jess…”
“You don’t need to tell me that.” His mother laughed, “All I’ve heard from her is Lucy this and Lucy that.”
He grinned across at his daughter who was sitting watching the pair of them, “Yeah she is rather taken with her.”
“And have you told her how you feel about her?”
Shaking his head, he stared down at the carpet again.
“No. She had a bad experience with her ex and she told me she wasn’t looking for a boyfriend or a relationship. She just wanted a holiday fling.”
“Oh Danny.” Recognising the problem she hugged her son, “What are you going to do?”
“I… I don’t know.” The look he gave her was one of utter desolation, “I really have no idea.”
She sat back and studied him for a moment, “You have to tell her.”
“That’s just it I don’t even have a phone number for her.”
“Why ever not?”
“I kind of told her I didn’t want a string of girlfriends coming and going in Jess’s life. So, we just sort of hooked up for the holiday and then before I knew it, I’d fallen for her.”
“Oh Danny.”
“I know. I should have said something.”
“You need to find her somehow and tell her how you feel. If she doesn’t want you then at least you’ll know but I suspect you’ll find out she feels the same.”
He looked up at his mother in surprise, “You think so?”
“Trust me. She didn’t spend her holiday with a three-year-old just for fun. Judging by what Jess has told me she’s as smitten with you two as you are with her.”
“She’s going to be my new mummy one day.” Jessica suddenly piped up making the pair of them laugh, “I told her and she didn’t say she wasn’t.”
“I’ll say no more.” With that Christine scooped up her granddaughter, tickling her and making her giggle, “Come on munchkin, let’s go and get some dinner ready.
Sitting alone Danny thought about what his mother had just said.
‘Had he really made that much of a mess of things?’
‘Could Lucy feel the same way he did?’
‘Had he lost the first girl he had really been in love with?’
His mother was right, somehow, he had to find her and tell her and to hell with the consequences.
Chapter 14 — Moving forwards
Lucy had only known Danny and Jessica for the week of her holiday but she missed them both, terribly, and it wasn’t getting any easier for her, in fact it was worse. Everything she did reminded her of them and how she felt.
All she had done for the last two weeks was go out shopping or for walks by herself. Then, at the end of the day, she would spend her evenings alone watching tv and feeling utterly miserable.
Which was exactly what she was doing when there was a loud knock on her front door on the Thursday night.
Sighing with resignation, she got up.
She didn’t need to wonder who it was.
“Hi Annabelle.” Standing aside she let her friend come in.
Trying to explain how she felt to Annabelle had been impossible; how do you tell your best friend that you’re in love with a man you’ve only known for a few days. As a result, she had even shied away from spending time with her.
“I thought I’d come to see the recluse. I brought wine.” She told her with a grin and holding up a bottle, “Maybe we can be friend’s again?”
“Fair enough. You can stay then.” Lucy informed her making them both smile and breaking the tension that had started to build up between them over the last couple of weeks.
Once they were both comfortably settled on the sofa, a glass of white wine in hand, Lucy waited for the conversation to begin. Knowing it would be the same discussion they had had every time Annabelle had come round to see her since she had returned from her holiday.
“So, when are you going to stop being miserable and come out and have some fun?”
Lucy sighed unhappily, “Probably never.”
“Come on Luce you can’t stay in here feeling sorry for yourself forever.”
Taking a sip of her wine the brunette paused, “Why not? There’s nothing to come out for.”
“We’ve done this before. You need to have some fun, find yourself a man to take your mind off what’s his name.”
“I don’t want to take my mind off Danny.” Lucy stated miserably, “I love him.”
“And he’s not here.”
She didn’t answer. Instead, she let her mind wander back to her holiday and the time she had spent with Jessica and her father.
“I saw Jason again the other day.”
“Like I care.” Lucy stated curtly.
“He asked after you.” Annabelle added cautiously, knowing how her friend thought about her ex.
“I’m not interested.”
“He said he misses you and he’d like to see you.”
“Jason can go fuck himself.” Lucy’s tone was more than just angry.
Annabelle laughed, tossing her hair back, “I think he’d rather fuck you babe.”
“That’s never going to happen. He should have stuck with Georgina.”
“More wine?” Anna took their glasses out to the kitchen returning a few minutes later with them topped up.
“Listen to me hon and don’t jump down my throat.” She handed Lucy her drink.
Rolling her eyes, she sat back and waited.
“You don’t want Jason I know that and I really don’t blame you. The guy’s always been an arsehole and he cheated on you.”
“So, what’s your point?” Lucy asked succinctly.
Annabelle grinned, “Well you go on a date with Jason and fuck him….”
“You must be out of your fucking mind.”
“Just listen to me.” The other girl continued, “You fuck him. First it helps you get over what’s his name and second you put two fingers up to Jason afterwards and tell him that was to show him what he lost.”
She didn’t answer immediately, focusing her thoughts on what her friend had just suggested. While hating the idea she also felt it had its merits, certainly in potentially taking Jason down a peg or two. She had never really had her revenge for what he did and Annabelle’s plan had some merit to it.
“I don’t know.” She finally said uncertainly, “It seems like I’d be betraying Danny.”
“You aren’t with him hon. He told you he didn’t want his little girl meeting a procession of girlfriends.”
Lucy snorted indignantly, “I’m not a procession and I’m in love with him and her.”
“Ok but this is about you babe and getting back on the horse.”
Giggling Lucy took a swig of her wine, “What is it with you and horses?”
The pair of them finished the bottle before opening another and continuing to discuss Annabelle’s suggestion.
“All I’m saying is think about it. Meeting him doesn’t commit you to anything.”
“Ok I’ll meet him. That’s all though. I’m not going to promise to sleep with him.” Lucy capitulated and eventually agreed.
“Then just think about the rest of it.” Her friend persisted, “You need sex after all.”
“Sex is overrated, especially with him.”
“Just think about it, please.”
Lucy sighed, “Ok, I’ll think about it but that’s all.”
Annabelle grinned, “I’ll talk to him and see when he wants to meet you but I’m sure it won’t be long.”
After her friend had gone home Lucy headed off to bed but she didn’t sleep. Instead, she stared at the ceiling and thought about her former boyfriend, Jason.
She was sure the only reason he wanted to see her was that he was after something; money, somewhere to live, sex. It would be just typical of him to think of using her to serve his own ends.
‘He certainly wouldn’t expect to get back together with her after she had caught him fucking her ex-best friend, Georgina. Would he?’
Maybe Annabelle had a point though. She had no idea how to get in touch with Danny, no phone number, no address and, most importantly, no idea if he even would want to see her.
Perhaps fucking her ex would be good for her.
With that thought she turned over and, eventually, went to sleep.
She didn’t give their conversation any further consideration when she got up the following morning and after getting herself ready went in to work.
There was a lot for her to do before she started properly on the Monday when the children came back and she was soon busy concentrating on what needed to be done.
‘Ping.’
Sitting in her classroom Lucy’s phone sounded telling her she had a text message.
Checking the screen, she saw it was from Annabelle, and her stomach tensed as she imagined what the missive might say. Putting her mobile down she spent several minutes deliberating on whether or not to look at it before finally opening the message;
Hi hon, spoke to Jason and he wants
to see you. Just to talk. He suggested
the Kings Arms tonight.
Love A
Xxxx
Reading it several times Lucy spent an age deciding on what she should do.
‘Was her former boyfriend really trying to get back with her?’
‘If that was the case why now?’
‘What else could he want?’
Perhaps Annabelle was right. Maybe she should see him, even sleep with him.
‘But what about Danny? It would be like betraying her feelings for him.’
Eventually unable to decide what she wanted she typed in a message to her friend telling her she would stop off at the pub at six, on her way home from work. Then she hesitated for another minute or two before pressing send.
‘Shit’
As soon as she sent it, she regretted it.
There was nothing she could do now though so trying to put it out of her mind for the moment, with a tense feeling in the pit of her stomach, she got on with work.
She was so involved with what she was doing that five o’clock arrived before she realised. Then, with a sense of rising panic she hurriedly disappeared to the ladies to put on some make-up before setting off for the pub.
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It was almost midday on the Thursday when Danny’s phone rang.
Picking it up he looked at the caller id then at his mother, mouthing for her to keep an eye on his daughter.
“Take it, I’ll look after Jess.” She confirmed.
Stepping out of the kitchen and into the living room for a bit of privacy he pressed the answer button.
“Sergeant Wells speaking.” He could tell from the caller’s name who it was and could take a good guess at what it was about.
“I’m sure you know what this call is for sergeant?” the disembodied voice on the phone asked him.
“Yes sir. You want to know if I’m coming back?”
“Exactly, you have two weeks to make up your mind sergeant. If you’re coming, we need you back by the 23 rd .”
“Sir.” He confirmed and disconnected.
Looking up he saw his mother gazing at him from the kitchen doorway.
“How long?”
He avoided her eyes, staring down at the floor unhappily, “Two weeks to decide what I’m going to do.”
“No Danny, you just can’t… what about Jessica?”
“It was just a question of time mum. They were always going to try to recall me unless I put my papers in.”
“I know but if you go you’ve hardly had any time at home.”
He shrugged, “That’s the way it is. I don’t want to go back and leave Jessica but what else am I going to do?”
“I know.” Christine Wells hugged her son blinking away the tears that threatened to start flowing, “But there’s another reason you want to go back isn’t there?”
“You know there is mum. I can’t get her out of my mind so maybe if I’m not here it will be easier.”
“I doubt it son. If you really love her, it won’t just go away.”
He ignored her comment, “You’ll take care of Jess if I go?”
She smiled, “Of course I will. We’ll both be here when you get back.”
Dinner was a subdued affair that night, both Danny and his mother preoccupied by thoughts of him possibly returning to his unit and going back overseas.
At the same time Danny kept letting his mind drift onto the subject of Lucy. He knew he should have told her he was in love with her and not just let her walk away from them at the airport.
‘But would she have laughed and told him he was being stupid?’
“What if she had felt the same way about him?’
Once Jess had been put to bed he settled in the living room with his mother, neither of them saying anything for a while.
“I think I’ll go and see Brett tomorrow. I need to tell him about my decision and see what he might have had for me.” Danny finally spoke, interrupting the silence that had settled over them.
“That’s probably a good idea. Then at least you might have another option to consider.” His mother said with a sense of relief.
“Maybe.” He frowned unhappily at her, “I know you don’t want me to go mum but I don’t really know what else to do.”
“I’ll make a cup of tea.” She got up out of her chair, turning back to him halfway to the kitchen, “No I don’t and not just for me…. you have to consider Jessica.”
“I know. Let me call Brett now.” He picked up his phone and selected a number.
A few minutes later Christine returned, two mugs in hand, “Well?”
“I’m seeing him tomorrow at four.” He smiled and took the drink she offered him.
Chapter 15 — Unexpected reunions
Jason was already in the pub, standing at the bar with a drink in hand, when Lucy pushed open the double doors and walked in. It was the first time she had seen him since she had caught him fucking Georgina Bray and the sight of him brought back a host of unpleasant memories for her.
Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself and headed across to him.
“Hey babe. You look good.” Smiling smugly, her ex-boyfriend leaned in to kiss her on the cheek, “What can I get you?”
Cringing silently, she turned her face away, “I’ll have a gin and tonic please.”
“You really are looking great.” He told her as he called the barman over to order her drink.
“Thanks.” Her response was blunt to the point of sounding rude.
“There you go, shall we have a seat?” Once he had been served Jason took her arm and, putting his hand on her back, propelled her towards a booth against the far wall, not giving her a chance to answer.
Trying to remain as calm as possible Lucy sat down and took a sip of her gin as he slid in alongside her.
“So, what do you want Jason?”
“How have you been Luce?” He smiled, ignoring her question.
“Fine thanks.” She glared at him.
Picking up his pint he took a mouthful, his eyes travelling up and down her body, making her shiver and wonder what she was doing here.
“So, are you seeing anyone?”
“That’s none of your business.” Lucy snapped back angrily.
Immediately his question brought thoughts about Danny to mind and made her wish she could have told her cheating ex that she was.
“I’ll take that as a no then, shall I?” His smarmy look annoyed her and made her want to slap him.
“Take it however you want, as I said it’s nothing to do with you.”
He ignored her response again, “Did you have a good holiday?”
“Yes thanks.”
Picking up his drink he took another mouthful and leant back, slipping his arm around her shoulders.
“I missed you babe. We should have gone away together.”
Lucy shrugged him off, “Well, I didn’t miss you.”
“We’d have had a good time.” His leer made it plain what he was referring to.
“I doubt it.”
“Aww come on, we were good together, weren’t we?” His arm slid back around her pulling her against him.
This time she sighed resignedly but didn’t resist and left his arm where it was. There was no point making a fuss she decided, she would just get this over and done with.
“What do you want Jason?”
“Well you’re not seeing anyone and neither am I….. and we obviously miss each other….”
“For the last time who I am or am not seeing is none of your business Jason and I never said I missed you.”
“You went away by yourself.” His fingers caressed her shoulder down onto her arm.
His touch made her shudder with revulsion. He had cheated on her in their bed with her best friend, could she seriously consider getting back with him?
“So, what are you up to this week-end? We could go out and have dinner, see a movie or just…. cuddle up at your place?”
Suddenly it started to make sense to her.
“Where are you living now Jason?”
“Err… I’m back at my mum’s…. why?”
Lucy just smiled knowingly and didn’t answer. He obviously hadn’t been able to afford the rent on his flat by himself and had had to move back home. Now he wasn’t able to do what he wanted there and needed a place to live.
That was when she thought about what Annabelle had said to her. It wasn’t as if Jason had never fucked her, although compared to Danny’s 10 he wasn’t even a 3.
‘It wouldn’t be that hard to sleep with him, would it?’
‘What about Danny.’
The mere idea of him sent a shiver of arousal through her and made her feel nauseous at the concept of letting her ex bed her.
‘Revenge would feel sweet though.’
Why not do what her friend had suggested sleep with him, let him think he could move back in and then tell him to go.
The idea of stringing him along and then pulling the rug out from under him gave her a warm feeling.
She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn’t have a chance to object when Jason kissed her, his tongue probing between her lips while his hand slid onto her breast.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”
For a brief second, she forgot where she was and who she was with and responded, her eyes closing and her hand coming up to slip about his neck pulling his mouth to hers, while an image of Danny filled her mind.
As her ex gently groped her tit Lucy kissed him back, trying to justify her behaviour to herself. She really did detest him so perhaps the way to put him in his place would be to let him fuck her and then dump him.
She wouldn’t enjoy the sex that was for certain, not after Danny.
It was then she realised just what she was thinking.
“Fuck off Jason.”
Shoving him away she opened her eyes completely horrified at what she was doing.
It was then that she looked towards the door.
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“Cheers Brett. Thanks for the offer but I think on reflection I’m going back in. There’s not a lot for me here apart from Jessica and my mum can take care of her.” Danny told his friend as he got up from the chair he had been sitting in.
“Not a problem mate. I said there’d be a job for you if you wanted it but I understand how you feel.”
“Well, it’s appreciated and if I change my mind, I’ll let you know.” He said as they shook hands, “Got time for a pint?”
Brett Fowler checked his watch, “Don’t see why not. Just give me a few minutes to shut up shop.
It was almost six-thirty when the pair of them strolled nonchalantly up to the nearby pub, chatting about their army days.
Pushing the door open Danny stepped inside and stopped dead, unable to breathe.
The sight that confronted him was straight out of his worst nightmare.
Sitting across the other side of the bar Lucy Maynard was kissing someone, his hand lightly cupping her breast as he pulled her against him. Just as in his dream on holiday she was clearly responding and obviously enjoying it.
He had been right all along. All she had wanted was to have a good time while she was away and he had been it.
His heart felt as if it was being ripped out of his chest and stamped into the ground as he stood, unable to take his eyes off of the girl he had fallen for on holiday.
That was when her eyes opened and stared straight back into his.
“I… I… have to go Brett… I’m sorry….”
Leaving his friend standing open-mouthed he turned around and walked straight out of the pub, his heart shattered as he started to trudge miserably home.
Trying desperately to hold back the tears that threatened to start he pulled up his collar and hurried away from the scene he had witnessed.
“Danny!” He hadn’t gone more than a hundred yards up the road when he heard Lucy’s voice, “Please…. Danny!”
Ignoring the shout from behind him he kept his head down and began to walk quicker.
“Danny, wait… please…. Danny!”
He swallowed hard and struggled to keep his voice calm as he turned to face her.
“Hello Lucy. How are you?”
“I guess I’m ok. How about you?” Her voice quivered as she stopped in front of him, resisting the urge to throw her arms around him.
For a moment there was a deafening silence between them.
“New boyfriend?” He asked sounding a lot more sarcastic than he intended, “Oh, sorry you don’t do them, do you?”
Immediately he said it he regretted it.
“No. He’s my ex, Jason… the one I told you about.”
“Seriously? You’re going back out with the cheating lowlife that you caught in bed with one of your best friends?”
Danny shook his head, his eyes staring at her in disbelief.
Lucy felt her stomach tighten. She had imagined bumping into Danny accidentally and having a touching, romantic reunion, nothing like now.
“He… he wanted to talk to me. That was all….” She stopped realising they had been kissing when he had walked in.
“Really?” He gazed at her miserably, “You could have fooled me.”
“Danny….” She reached for his hand.
“I need to go…. Jess…”
Lucy smiled at the thought of his daughter, “How is she?”
He paused, trying to collect his thoughts. He wanted to grab hold of her, pull her into his arms and kiss her then tell her how he felt about her but she was back with her ex-boyfriend.
“She still talks about you all the time.”
“I miss her.”
Danny shook his head, “What do you want me to say Lucy? We had a good time in Greece but you’re back with your boyfriend. I hope you’re happy now.”
He turned and started to walk away again.
“No, I’m not happy.”
She grabbed his arm pulling him round so he was facing her.
“You certainly seemed pretty happy back in the pub. My guess is that if I hadn’t wandered in you two would have been in bed together by now.”
“I…..”
Knowing what had been going through her mind just minutes before, Lucy struggled to answer.
“Thought so. It’s just like you said, you wanted a holiday fling and I was convenient.”
“Please Danny.” She grabbed his arm again, her heart breaking as tears began running down her cheeks, “I’m not with him. I don’t want him.”
“What do you want Lucy? Because I as sure as hell don’t know.”
She stared at him as her feelings bubbled up inside her and she knew she had to tell him.
“I want you. Don’t you realise that…. that I’m in love with you?”
“What?”
He stared at her, unable to comprehend what she had just said.
“I’ve been in love with you since that first day on holiday.” She repeated crying quietly, standing and staring at him, “I know your worried about Jessica but… but I love her to.”
For a moment he stood and gazed at her, clearly neither of them knowing what else to say or do.
“Say something, please.” Lucy was sobbing now.
“I… I love you to.” Danny whispered, “From the first time I looked into your eyes I knew you were the only woman for me.”
“I know you’re…. You… you do?” She looked up at him, her eyes widening incredulously, “Why…. why didn’t you say something?”
He nodded dumbly, “You said you weren’t looking for a relationship and I….”
Throwing her arms around his neck she pulled his mouth down to hers and kissed him, interrupting his sentence as he pulled her tight against him, his tongue darting between her lips.
It was almost a minute before they breathlessly broke apart and simply held each other, gazing into each other’s eyes.
“I love you Danny Wells.”
He couldn’t help but grin at her, “I love you to Lucy Maynard.”
“Can we go somewhere and talk properly?” she wiped her eyes, smudging her make-up, “Please.”
“What about your date? Won’t he mind?”
“Firstly, he isn’t my date and second I don’t give a shit about that cheating scum bag.” She looked him directly in the eyes as she spoke.
He chuckled, “Well we could go back to the pub I suppose.”
“We could go to mine if you want?” Lucy suggested biting her bottom lip coyly, “It’s not too far and it might be…. be better than the pub.”
“Sure.”
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They walked the short distance back to her flat in a contented silence, Lucy holding Danny’s arm and occasionally glancing up at him barely able to believe he was there with her.
“Coffee?” She asked tentatively, once they were inside her small apartment.
“Please.” He settled himself on the sofa, while she made the drinks, putting off their conversation for a few more seconds.
Finally, she returned with two mugs and sat next to him and he took Lucy’s hand before making a move to speak.
“Wait!” Her finger went to his lips, “Let me say what I need to first.”
“After Jason I decided that I was off of men and relationships. I told my friend Annabelle the last thing I wanted was a boyfriend. That was when I booked the holiday, after two bottles of wine, with the intention of having a stupid holiday fling.”
Lucy squeezed his hand and took a sip of her coffee.
“Then I met you and Jess and….” She snuffled back the tears that had formed in the corner of her eyes, “… everything changed. I…. I fell in love with the both of you.”
“Lucy I….”
“No, let me finish. I wanted to tell you but you said you wanted to protect Jessica and I…. I couldn’t. If you had rejected me, I don’t know what I would have done. Then the longer it went on the harder it got to say something and…I had that stupid date and then you didn’t want anything to do with me.”
The tears ran freely down her cheeks now, her mascara forming big black circles around her eyes.
“God, I must look a real mess.” She suddenly declared, standing up and heading off to the bathroom.
While she was gone Danny sat and drank his coffee as he waited, mulling over the things Lucy had said to him.
‘How had he not realised what was going on?’
‘What was he going to do now?’
He knew he loved her, without a doubt, and he wanted her as his girlfriend, if not more, but there was a problem.
She re-joined him back on the couch after a few minutes, smiling with her make-up re-applied, jerking him back from his thoughts.
“I’m glad you were there tonight.” She told him quietly as she took his hand again.
“Oh, why?”
Blushing she looked down at the floor, “Because I was thinking of doing something really stupid.”
“You mean you and…. him.”
Lucy nodded, “It was Annabelle’s idea. I missed you so much and she suggested it might…. might help me forget about you.”
“And did it?”
“No, I was thinking of you when he kissed me and… and when I realised it was Jason, I pushed him away. That’s when I saw you.”
“Do you want to get back with him?”
The alarm on her face was evident when she looked up sharply.
“No, never. It’s you. I love you and I want to be part of your life, part of Jessica’s life if you’ll let me. Even if it’s just as a friend.”
He grinned sheepishly, “Unfortunately I don’t think that’s going to be down to just me.”
“What do you mean?” Her heart sank, certain he was going to make it clear he didn’t want to be with her.
“I think Jessica deserves a say in all this to.”
“Oh.” Lucy bit her lower lip nervously, “Do you think she might not….
Danny started to laugh, “Are you kidding me. My daughter is crazy about you. Probably even more than I am.”
“So do you think that maybe….” She whispered softly, biting her bottom lip nervously.
She never finished what she was saying as he pulled her against him and kissed her. Lightly at first and then with increasing passion as she slipped her arms about his neck.
“I love you Lucy,” His lips left hers for a moment, “and I want to be with you… as a couple, together.”
Her eyes were wet with tears as she gazed into his, “Do you mean that?”
“As long as you’re prepared to put up with the munchkin.”
She smiled at him lovingly, “I wouldn’t want it any other way. I love her.”
They kissed again, long and passionately, before Lucy pulled away and stood up.
“I’ve missed you and I want you.” She told him firmly, her voice hoarse with lust as she took his hand and drew him to his feet, starting to lead him towards her bedroom.
“There’s something else Lucy. Something I haven’t told you.”
“What…. What is it?” she panicked imagining he was about to tell her he had a girlfriend, “Is there someone else?”
“No, there’s only you.” He looked into her eyes, “But I’m going back… into the marines.”
For a moment she stared at him as his words sunk in. He would be going back to Afghanistan, possibly into danger. She realised she might lose him again before deciding that whatever the future might bring, she would be there for him.
“I don’t care, I’ll be here waiting for you.”
Pulling her back he kissed her again, her arms around his neck while he held her tightly, pressing his mouth to hers with unreserved passion.
Dragging her lips from his she started towards the bedroom again, “But right now I don’t want to wait, I want you to make love to me.”
Continuing to kiss they hurriedly undressed each other, their hands exploring the others body as they remembered them from the holiday.
“Oh yes Danny…yes…oh god.” Lucy groaned wrapping her fingers around his hardness as his mouth latched onto her breasts, moving from one to the other and suckling on her sensitive teats.
Her legs parted as his hand slid up between them, fingers tracing lightly along the length of her already dripping slit and drawing another sigh of pleasure from her.
Easing a finger into her pussy he forced her up onto her toes, her hand tightening on his shaft while she clutched his shoulder with the other.
Feeling her tremble he pushed a second digit into her, pressing both knuckle deep and stretching her open as he fingered her towards her zenith.
“Fuck me Danny…. please, I want you inside me… please… I need you.”
Guiding her back onto the bed he pulled his glistening fingers from her slit and eased his body onto hers as she spread her legs wide, inviting him to enter her.
“Yesssssssssssssss…. Oh yesssssssssssssssssssssss!” Crying out with delight her back arched as he slowly filled her, his cock stretching her open as he buried every hard inch in her willing body.
The bed was soon creaking gently as Danny fucked his hard length into her while she clung to him, her legs wrapped around his. Every thrust drawing a gasp of pleasure from her as he sheathed his prick between her soft cushioning lips
Again and again, he drove his rigid spear into her, his own ecstasy building rapidly as her slick warm sex clenched tightly around his dick.
“Don’t stop…. oh please… don’t stop…. I’m… so… close.” Her soft whimpers of delight heralded her approaching climax.
Pistoning harder into her undulating form Danny increased his pace, his hips slapping hers every time he bottomed out inside her.
“Oh shit… oh Danny…. I…. I’m…. cummmmminnnggggggggggggg!” Her squeal of pleasure echoed through the room, her body tensing and then shuddering violently as her orgasm overwhelmed her.
Slowing his rhythm, he fucked her through her climax until she lay under him, wide-eyed and breathless, gazing up at him adoringly.
“I love you so much.” She whispered, her body starting to move gently with his.
Their mouths met as they fucked, his manhood continuing to split her open and starting to fan the fading embers of her climax.
“Oh…. Oh…. Oh….. oh my god…. I’m gonna….” Thrashing under him her fingers twisted in her bedsheets as the waves of pleasure started to surge through her for the second time.
“Unhhh…. Unhhhh…. Uhhhh…. Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Losing control Danny slammed his cock into her half-a-dozen times, burying every inch in her pussy, his shaft swelling and pulsing as it erupted, spewing his seed into her.
“Cuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” Feeling his cream flooding her womb Lucy surrendered to the sensations filling her, her body writhing in ecstasy as she came on his manhood.
Eventually, satisfied, he rolled off her onto his back so she could turn on her side and snuggle against him, her head on his chest.
“Can you stay tonight?” She gazed up at him while her fingers stroked his abdomen.
He glanced at his watch, “I’ll need to let mum know I won’t be back, just so she doesn’t worry but yes, I’d like to.”
She kissed him, then slipped out of bed leaving him to make his call.
“I’ll fix us something to eat then.” She told him as she went into the kitchen without bothering to get dressed.
His phone call was quickly completed and they sat down to a glass of wine and the omelettes that Lucy had hurriedly pulled together.
Then after dinner they went back to her bed and made love again before falling asleep in each other’s arms.
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“Exactly what did you tell your mother?” Lucy asked nervously as they walked along hand-in-hand, heading towards his mother’s house.
“Not a lot, just that I wouldn’t be home till this morning.”
“And Jess?”
“I told her that Nanny would put her to bed and that I’d be back today with a surprise for her.”
The two of them had made love yet again that morning after they woke up and then once they had had breakfast and dressed, they began their walk back the Danny’s house.
She had told him how anxious she was and all morning he had tried to re-assure her.
But none of what he said made her feel any better.
‘What if his mother didn’t like her?’
‘What if Jess had forgotten her?’
There were so many ‘what if’s’ going through her mind that she came to a stop in the street.
“Danny….”
He grinned at her anxiousness, “Stop worrying. My mother will love you and Jess already does.”
“I know but….”
“No buts, just relax.”
Lucy sighed, “That’s easy for you to say but…”
Laughing he pulled her into his arms and kissed her gently, “You are perfect and if anyone needs to worry it’s me.”
“What for?” She looked at him questioningly.
“That you’ll come to your senses and realise that you can do so much better.”
Going up onto her toes she kissed him this time, “Not possible. You’re stuck with me.”
“Good.” He told her with a wink, taking her hand and starting off again.
Ten minutes later they paused outside the front door.
“Do I look ok?” Lucy fretted smoothing down her hair.
“You look amazing.” He smiled and turned his key in the lock, “Now just wait there a second.”
From outside she heard Jessica’s voice and couldn’t help but smile, the butterflies filling her stomach,
“Daddeeeee…”
A small child leapt into his arms.
“Hey munchkin.”
“Where’s my surprise daddy?”
“Wait right there sweetheart.”
Danny put her down and went back towards the front door and ushered Lucy through into the hallway.
“LUCEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
She had barely set one foot inside the house before a three-year-old blonde bundle of energy flung itself at her wrapping her tiny arms tightly about her neck, “You’re here. I missed you.”
“Oh god I’ve missed you so much.” Lucy hugged the little girl back, tears already running down her cheeks as the child’s words melted her heart.
“The mysterious Lucy I presume?” A smiling Christine Wells stood in the kitchen doorway and watched the scenario with interest.
“Nanny this is Lucy.” Jessica proudly announced making no attempt to relinquish her hold on the brunette.
“Hello Mrs. Wells.”
“Christine, and I’m very pleased to finally meet you.”
She was already impressed that the young woman was obviously more than happy holding her granddaughter and was making no attempt to put her down.
“Come in and I’ll make us some tea. Then we can have a chat.”
~~~~~~ Six months later ~~~~~~~~~
Danny stood patiently in his full-dress uniform, hands at his sides as he watched the door, his eyes rivetted nervously on the entrance as he waited. He had only been back from Afghanistan for two weeks and had already put in his papers.
He wasn’t going back.
Without warning the arched double doors swung open and the music began playing, startling him as Lucy walked in on her father’s arm.
Looking absolutely exquisite in her long flowing white gown, her face covered by a veil, she slowly made her way down the aisle of the church. Smiling at the packed pews she kept her eyes on the man standing waiting for her.
Immediately behind her, holding her train, walked Annabelle, her maid of honour, while alongside her was her four-year-old blonde bridesmaid.
Reaching the altar Lucy’s father lifted her veil and she smiled shyly at Danny, her brown eyes shining brightly.
“Daddy, is I doing it right?” Jessica whispered loudly making everyone who heard her smile.
“You’re doing it perfectly munchkin.”
“Dearly beloved we are gathered here today……”
The priest interrupted them and brought their attention back to the reason they were all there.
The wedding service flew by in a blur for both the bride and groom.
“And do you Lucy Catherine Maynard…..”
“I do.” Lucy replied unequivocally.
“And do you Daniel Matthew Wells…..”
“I do.”
Finally, the priest knelt down and smiled at Jessica, “And do you Jessica Beatrice Wells take Lucy Maynard to be your mother, to be a good girl and look after her?”
“I do.” The four-year-old replied solemnly raising a chuckle through the congregation.
“Then I now pronounce you husband, wife…. And daughter.” He finished with a grin.
“Mummy?” Jessica held her arms up and Lucy scooped her into them.
“You were right all along sweetheart.” She whispered as the three of them made their way back down the aisle.
“By the way.” Danny leant closer and spoke quietly, “I’ve booked the three of us a honeymoon.”
“Anywhere nice?”
He grinned, “There’s this little place on Crete that I know.”
Lucy smiled back at him, “That sounds absolutely perfect.”