Chapter 2

Malia POV

I had way too many drinks, I had to pee so bad I practically had to pull myself away from the dance floor. Opening the bathroom door, I was surprised to find that I was the only one in here, I figured there'd be woman lined up in the mirror freshening themselves up or talking shit. Somehow, I managed to make it without falling on my ass. Stumbling to the sink I washed my hands and threw some cold water on my face thinking it'll somehow sober me up. As I started to exit the bathroom my legs gave out causing me to lose my balance, leaving me to fall on the nearest object I could find. Expecting to fall on the wall or even worse the floor I was shocked to feel a muscular warm chest with big warm firm hands holding me up. My nose immediately filled up with the scent of Vanilla, he smelt amazing. "Are you okay" his voice was deep and manly, it was sexy. I nodded my head unsure what would come out my mouth if I spoke. Regaining my balance, I looked at his face, even in the dimmed light his face matched his voice. They were both sexy, giving him a smile without thinking I kissed him.

Pulling back, I drunkenly apologized, without waiting not wanting to stick around for his response I started to walk away but was quickly pulled back into another kiss. I could feel my panties dampen as my pussy got wet. Random guy or not I wanted him right now. I pulled back meeting his gaze, just by the look on his face I could tell we were thinking the same thing. 'It doesn't go any further than this, it's only for one night. ' . Kissing him again this time more forcefully he slowly pushed me against the wall, held my arms up over my head on the wall with one hand as the other lifted my right leg automatically latching on to him pulling me even closer. The kiss started to go deeper and deeper while my panties became wetter and wetter, I smiled through the kiss as I felt the bulge in his pants get harder and harder. I Wanted him so badly I could burst from waiting. Breaking the kiss, he smiled leaning in and whispering "tell your friend you're going home and meet me by the door, I'm taking you home tonight and you won't be getting any sleep" he backed away giving me one last kiss before going to the bathroom. My cheeks were all red from blushing, I couldn't wait to see what he had in store for me. Getting myself together I went to grab my purse and inform Tasha, she was flirting with and making out with a guy of her own and from the looks of it she was about to have her own fun with a guy tonight. Not wanting to interrupt I sent her a quick text message knowing she'd read it later.

We were a few minutes from my house, and I was getting eager every second, looking down at him I could tell so was he. I gave a sinister smirk as I lifted my lower body up halfway and slowly slid down my panties. I was going to tease the hell out him for these last few minutes. Reaching over to him I slid my arm up and down his leg slowing down and stroking his extremely hard cock through his pants. His bulge got bigger and bigger it was trying to escape his jean pants. He was sexual frustrated, it worked but I wasn't done yet not even close. I grabbed the water bottle I got from the club before we left and started to lick the rim, making a few sucking noises just to frustrate him more. Licking his lips before biting them he looked at me then back on the road. He looked at me with such warning, such lust in his eyes it seemed like he wanted to pull the car over and take me where I was.

Within less than a minute we pulled up to my house, he parked and immediately got out the car making his way to my side of the car pulling me out and throwing me on his shoulder as he closed the door behind slapping my ass cheeks on the way to the door.

3 weeks later...

I woke up from the sound of my phone ringing, sighing in irritation I rolled over in my bed and screamed in my pillow. I was extremely tired and only just went to sleep about an hour or two ago, I wasn't sure what the time was, but I knew it was early considering my alarm has yet to go off. Rolling back over, reaching for my phone I looked at the time before answering it was 4:45 a.m. Who would be calling me this early? Answering the phone. "Hello, this is Malia" I heard my best friend Mariah over the phone. "Hey Lia, good morning. She sounded cheerful as usual. "Hey cutie, wassup" She chuckled nervously" okay so my car is still in the shop, and I was wondering if there's a chance you could pick me up and take me to work" Sitting up and rubbing my eyes" Yeah of course anything for you I'll call you when I'm outside" I could imagine her smiling from the phone as she quickly responded "kk" then hung up. Today was going to be such an exhausting long day. Today was my last day at firehouse 12 and on ambulance 16, the day I had my breakdown at work before going on that call my battalion chief called me in office to tell me that I was being sent to another station due to their head paramedic going on maternity leave and that I was going to be filling in until she comes back.

After rustling with my bed, I finally got up and started to get ready. I didn't even worry about breakfast; Coffee was the only breakfast I needed. I'll have to get it on the way to work after I get Mariah. Alright. I already showered and brushed my teeth; I have my clothes on and everything I need is in my bag. I grabbed my watch from the dresser and put it on. Am I forgetting anything? I look around to do a final check making sure I had everything. I take a quick glance at myself in the mirror, seeing how terrible my hair looks. My hair was a little wet and damp from the shower, and the humidity made it look worse, my hair never looked this bad. "uggghh" I grabbed my hairbrush, brushed it back and put it in a quick ponytail then reached for my keys and left.

I show up at Mariah's house thirty-five minutes later. Traffic wasn't as bad as yesterday's. You'd think it wouldn't be traffic considering how early it is. "Hey Siri call ride or die" my phone beeped, and a woman's voice stated, "calling ride or die home"! After a few rings it went to voice mail, I called her Three more times and yet still no answer. I sent her messages and told her that I was on my way before leaving the house but now I'm parked outside and still texting and calling a yet still no response. What is she doing? I figured she'd be ready by the time I got here but then again, it's Mariah we're talking about here. I chuckled at the thought. I got out the car and headed to the front door of the house. As soon as I was about to knock on the door, it swung open revealing a sexy tall muscular figure behind it. His muscles hugged the tank top he was wearing leaving the impression of his chest see through. If anything, he should've come to the door top-less seeing that him wearing a shirt didn't do anything. I was speechless! Who in the fuck is he? Was he expecting me to come? Did Mariah tell him that I would be coming? Why did he look so familiar?

No, I'm being ridiculous, of course I didn't know him he is clearly someone I wouldn't forget. After a few seconds I finally got out of my head said something. "Umm hi, I'm sorry I'm Malia. Malia Dawson. I'm a friend of Mariah's. I'm here to pick her up and take her to work." He seemed shocked at first but smiled. He reached his arm out and left the palm of his hand open " I'm Daniel. Daniel Severide but you can call me Danny. I'm her brother " I returned the smile along with the handshake. Realizing who he was made me excited and a little nervous at the same time. Despite me and Mariah being childhood best friends, I've never not once met him. He was either not around or stayed in his room, but it was always when I came over. At first, I always thought he was doing it on purpose like he was told not to bother us when I came over or just didn't like me or something but later found out he was just busy and didn't have time to socialize. "Hey, you're the Danny, Mariah talks about you a lot. It's nice to finally meet you." He smiled " pleasures all mine." There was something about him I couldn't put my finger on, a sudden attraction about him, why does it feel as if I met him before.

I chuckled nervously when I realized that our hands were still touching from our handshake. As I slowly pulled away my arm, I caught a glimpse of the time on my watch it was 6:23 a.m. I had to be at work before 7:15. I still had to get coffee, drop Mariah off and try to beat traffic. Fuck! I Can't be late it's my last day at the firehouse and I'm pretty sure they'll be throwing me a goodbye surprise party that they've tried oh so well to hide from me. I gave a small smirk at the thought. Nothing gets passed these eyes especially when it comes to surprises.

I lifted my head and saw Danny staring, I didn't have time to question it, I ignored his gaze " you wouldn't happened to know if Mariah was ready would you" I say shyly "I don't mean to rush but I have to rush, were on a deadline and I'm trying to beat traffic and....." I stopped and stayed quiet, I'm rabbling, goddamn it I'm rambling. What a great first impression huh. I chuckled trying to focus his attention on something else other than my rambling. Clearing my throat "do you know if she's ready?" still smiling he responded "Sorry, I don't but I'll go check up on her and see what's holding her. You're welcome to come in and wait inside, I know it's a little chilly out here at a least in here you could be warm while you're waiting. I shook my head "oh no thank you for your kindness but I know the minute I step foot in I'll get comfortable and end up being lazy and not wanting to get back up" I laughed "but thank you I'll just wait in the car but please tell her hurry or we won't have time to get coffee." He laughed " yeah trust me I know how you feel, I understand, and I will. It was nice meeting you, See you later. "You too, see you" I turn around and head back to the car, blasting the heat on high as I wait for Mariah.