about how direct he was. Her mouth opened, but she didn'

ouldn't you, Elena?" Emily asked, with

ly laughed out loudly before returning her attention to Daniel. "Sure

or some reason, I find th

us," Elena

a," he leaned closer to her ear, so close that every hair on her body beca

nd she smiled at him. Chandler stood, then held out his hand to

--

it, you buy the supplies, perfect the look, and then arrive, only to discover that

a always knew, abstractly and from vague hints over the years, that Elijah and his brother weren't close. That he was

lder than Elijah and they weren't close... At least not like Elena and Emily. And if this hangout was any

spoken, straightforward and bold. Elijah was a doctor, while Chandler was a successful businessman. He was the complete opposite of his brothe

over her shoulder at the other couples enjoying each other's company on the d

't sure. He observed that at some point on their way to the dance floor, she'd slipped her hand out of his, and he'd let go of her hand, acting

Elena. Dan

e on an inhale as midnight

o? I mean, it's no

iving him weird glances because of his tattoos. Most people did not like it, even his mother at some point, but she got used to it. "Yes, even social reprobates like myself

ould click into place, or if he was completely off-base. "Come on," he said quietly, "I've known your sister for a while and she is fear

he felt the surge of electricity gather around him like a cloud. He was beginning to think that she'd turn around and walk away from

sh against him. Just close enough to not be improper, considering they were not alone, but just en

ey might gawk at the way he was holding her. And damn if he didn't want them to. The Hen

like this, swaying on the dance floor, they'd assume they had a thing for each other. That something about her had him

flowers. But she was holding herself a little stiffly, so Chandler backed off just a couple of inches