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</div><b>Name:</b>Daniel Delgado (Danny)<br/><b>Age:</b>24<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Born: Barcelona, Spain | From: San Diego, California<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Sunday, 4th of July, 2021 | Evening<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa backyard | Firepit<br/><b>Wearing:  </b>Same as picture with<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn.shopify.com%2Fs%2Ffiles%2F1%2F0347%2F3225%2Ffiles%2FMatchingSuits_Shoes8-min_grande.png&amp;hash=c6783f71a7a12279e2c08657db2facb1" href="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0347/3225/files/MatchingSuits_Shoes8-min_grande.png" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">these shoes</a><br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Olivia<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Brook (<a class="username" data-user-id="9157" data-username="Sarita" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9157/">Sarita</a>)<br/><b>Music:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D2bxy0bRCTck%26list%3DRDMM%26start_radio%3D1%26rv%3D0J3vgcE5i2o&amp;hash=16ead5c9373238d0b3dea4fd690b8fbc" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2bxy0bRCTck&amp;list=RDMM&amp;start_radio=1&amp;rv=0J3vgcE5i2o" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">New Found Glory - Promise</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Danny felt his brows furrow just a little when Brook blurted out that it wasn’t Olivia’s fault. No, he supposed it wasn’t. The only thing Olivia had done was follow her heart and maybe, in another time and place, Danny would have reciprocated. Brook launched into her rambling but Danny did his best to focus on all of her words as they all spilled out at once.<br/><br/>“Okay,” he said as Brook finally got it all out and then settled on chicken quesadillas. “First, that sounds delicious and I’m really looking forward to it,” he spoke calmly and evenly, grabbing the items she pulled out of the fridge and setting them on the counter. He then replaced her hands gently on her shoulders and squared her up to look at him directly, or so he hoped.<br/><br/>“As far as Olivia goes, yes, we had a connection. We have a lot in common. In fact, we have so much in common that it feels like we could be good friends.” His brows perked as he tilted his head down to make more meaningful eye contact with Brook and her gorgeous gaze. “Friends.” He repeated.<br/><br/>“But you… You make my head turn whenever I see you.” He looked down at her dress to emphasize the point. “You, like I said night one, have my attention.” He smiled easily. With a shake of his head he went on. “This,” he used his hand to point at the space between them, referencing the connection between him and her, “is not pity.”<br/><br/>That hand dropped and took purchase on her hip, where he felt the texture of her dress beneath his fingertips and clawed lightly at it, with a very specific kind of hunger. “I want you, too. And I want to be with you. I want to give us a real fighting chance. And you’re right, we hardly know each other and that’s so scary. But, we’ve got to take that leap, right?”<br/><br/>He smirked as he remembered her comment to his question about where to sleep. “Wherever you’re sleeping, that’s where I want to be.” He leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek, lingering against her skin for a while. His lips pressed again as he moved his face, kissing a trail from her cheek to her jaw and finally to her mouth. He groaned into the kiss, then pulled away to look down at her.<br/><br/>“Let’s get to cooking before I wind up getting us into trouble,” he suggested with a chuckle. Danny started to then grab necessary supplies for cooking and got to work. He heated up the tortillas first, then cooked the chicken and melted the cheese on top of it all. Thankfully, quesadillas weren’t too hard to whip up pretty quickly.<br/><br/>He left hers plain but added jalapenos on top of his own. Handing her a plate, he grabbed his own and nodded at her. “Let’s eat.” With that, he took a bite and after only a few more, he was done with dinner. “Delicious.” Danny grabbed his water bottle and threw his head back to toss back about half the bottle. “That’s better. I was starving.” He smiled at her. “How are you feeling now?”