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She only agreed to do it as a favour to her sister -- but He more than made up for the inconvenience...
*
Their drive home began with just as much silence as their drive down had been.
Izzy let it go on for a little while, but not all the way home.
"It was nice seeing Laura and co again," she sighed after about half an hour.
"I'm surprised that you didn't want to spend more time with them," he murmured, "at least over night... or something?"
"I was thinking of inviting Laura down for the weekend..." she told him. "I think a change of scenery would be good for her, and it would be nice to have some female company for a change."
"It's your house," he shrugged. "You rent it legally, and have every right to invite whoever you want, to stay."
She turned to look at him. "You wouldn't mind?" she asked quietly.
"No not at all," Daniel shook his head slightly. "You invite whatever friends or family you choose to."
"Female friends," Izzy paused licking her lip as she savoured the last bit. "Or male friends?" she asked huskily.
His nostrils flared, the only sign of anything. "You're thinking of inviting a male friend to stay?"
"I'm thinking about it... yes," she nodded
"Your choice... your decision," he shrugged again as he kept his attention firmly on the road.
"You wouldn't care?"
"It would be none of my business Izzy... but we live in a very small community and I would hate for people to get the wrong impression about you."
"You think that they would mind?"
"People will talk, and it isn't always nice what they might say."
"I'll be careful," she told him quietly.
She sank back into silence, as she brooded over her new predicament... how do you seduce a man, whose major thought is to protect you from the gossips?
*
When Daniel pulled up outside her little home, Izzy thought for a moment that she would chicken out.
"Would you like to come inside... for a coffee Daniel?" she asked nervously.
He looked at her for a moment trying to guess her thoughts. "That would be very nice, thank you," he finally nodded.
Izzy let out a little shaky sigh, as she climbed out of the car.
She unlocked her home and moved straight to the kitchen to boil the kettle.
Daniel had gone to sit in the living room, and she followed him in there a moment later, to drop her bag down onto the sofa.
"Coffee won't be long," she murmured heading back to the kitchen.
She carried the steaming mugs into the living room and put them on the table; and glancing at Daniel, she caught him regarding her with a bright speculative eye.
She blushed guiltily before curling up into the corner of the sofa, trying to keep some distance between them.
Daniel sat back with a little sigh. "So, Izzy... when were you thinking of inviting your -- male friend over?" his voice was light, but Izzy still looked at him quickly.
"It was just a thought; I'd no firm plans of inviting anyone over!" she said defensively.
"Oh? So you always make a habit of carrying... half a ton of -- contraception -- around with you?"
"What?" She leaned forward to see that the contents of her bag, had spilled out across the seat next to Daniel. He had been happily sitting there looking through the items just lying there! "Oh!" her face flamed in humiliation. "I only bought those tonight!" she murmured defensively.
"You were planning on meeting with somebody?"
This was just awful! Izzy had never felt so embarrassed in her entire life!
"As a matter of fact... I was going to try and seduce you!" she exclaimed heatedly. "I'm just no good at that sort of thing -- obviously!"
"Me?" he grinned mockingly. "So many little packets... I don't know whether I should feel flattered by your good opinion, or nervous of your obviously high expectations."
"I've always thought that it was better to have too much than not enough!" she snapped defiantly.
"Ah," he said softly, "on that I think we can safely agree."
Daniel sat in silence looking totally relaxed; and Izzy had no idea what to do next.
"So now what?" she finally whispered nervously.
He looked across at her calmly, trying not to give any of his feelings away; his hand she noticed though shook ever so slightly. "I'm in your hands Izzy," he told her huskily.
It was that little tiny tremor that gave her a tiny little boost of confidence.
She reached out to gently stroke his hand, she tried to keep the contact casually -- tried not to let her nerves kill the mood, before the mood even got going... "You once told me..." she said, not quite brave enough to be able to meet his eye. "That every time I said a certain thing... that it made you feel a certain way..." She glanced up at him then, to see his eyes burning; she licked her lips nervously, but forced herself to continue. "Is that still true?" she finally asked huskily.
Daniel took a little while to answer, and when he did his voice sounded raw. "I suspect Izzy, that if you were to say that something right now, then I would not be able to stop from following through on what I told you might happen."
Izzy had once more been looking down at where her fingers idly stroked his hand.
She looked up into his face again, his wonderful, much loved face; she had given her heart to him, and now she wanted to give him her body, and her soul as well. "Oh Daniel!" she sighed as she leaned closer to him.
She had thought that his eyes were burning before, but now they were incandescent. He groaned roughly, before pulling her on to his lap, and crushing her mouth with his.
Izzy was happy to just hold on for a little while, until the storm had passed. He lightened the kiss suddenly, and began to tenderly move his lips across hers. His tongue dipped delicately into her mouth, and his hand ran gently down her throat, and across the top of her cleavage.
As he felt the softness of her breast he gave another husky groan. "Not here!" he rasped slightly. "I want... I need more space!"
He grabbed several of the little packets, and shoved them into his pocket and stood up, with her still cradled in his arms.
Izzy put her arm across his shoulder, to hang on as he turned for the door. He stopped suddenly, and then just stood there waiting for a while.
"What is it?" Izzy whispered.