If that bastard had done anything to her… His thoughts were interrupted by Sophie stirring beside him, and she turned around and snuggled into him, ...ressing her face into the hollow of his neck and shoulder. ‘Mmmm, you smell good,’ she murmured, sleepily. Daniel felt his heart skip a beat. Finding her nose, he kissed the tip of it, smiling as he spoke: ‘So do you. Your hair smells nice.’ Sophie smiled at him, and though he could not see it, he felt her cheeks curl up, found the indentations. Not that you have a load to take off…that’s for sure.” Their eyes locked in on one another, staring harder and deeper into the other’s eyes as they stood there. The door open still, and Ali looking hotter and even sexier then a minute ago. She liked how it was going. He did too. She made him feel…special. Then it hit him. He began feeling it. He started feeling it all over his body. As a result he closed his eyes and pinched up his face. She watched it happen and then she smiled brilliantly.. Eventually growing tired of people watching, he had made his way to the coffee shop and stayed there awhile, before he had been sufficiently encouraged to make his way back to the casino and head to his own table. When he had registered, he had felt a burning tinge along the back of his neck as he had pulled $2,000 in crisp folded-over one hundred dollar bills from his black leather wallet and handed them over at the check-in desk. The feeling he was experiencing was a combination of relief. As Brandon got himself ready for dinner, Kevlyn took out the finished steaks out from the convection oven to let them rest and placed the oysters onto the plates. She then set the steaks on the plates beside the oysters and set the timer for the regular oven for her special dessert. She poured the batter into a square metal pan, put it in the oven, and timed it for 30 minutes.A few seconds later, Brandon arrived at her doorstep and Kevlyn let him into her apartment."So glad you can make it..