<em>Danica with Spencer, Ghost, Crash, Ingrid, and Leo at the bar</em><br/><br/>On the other side of the bar with Ingrid, she got her Coke off the fountain and moved back toward Spencer, who was offering to take her.  Just then Leo entered and brought a smile to her face.  He was the one that had brought her into what she saw as her family, no matter how rough it was there at times, it was never as bad as what she'd had to put up with.  When she couldn't deal with being at home, having come back a very different girl than who had gone to bike week the year before, she had searched out the type of men that gave her the touch that she craved.  With that Leo gave it to her in spades, though she put her foot down where it came to one thing he kept trying to get her to let him do.  He was rather rough and had very dark tastes; she bore a few scars from the blades of his knives. He liked inflicting pain and making her scream, which fit her just fine because she had learned she enjoyed that sort of thing.  Watersports… no way, he wasn’t 'marking her'.  She wasn't his.<br/><br/>"What did you have in mind, sweet cheeks?" she asked, teasing him.  "You gonna feed me if I hang out with you?"  She knew that hanging out wasn't the proper term… though she might be hanging by her wrists or ankles.  "And it is just me this time, right?"<br/>