chApter 8

                                    

                                          
     **WARNING: SMUTTTTTTTTT**
                          
     The trees were moving fast, at least that is what it looked like to Daisy when she looked out the window. The two had driven in the direction of Donnie's house, and Daisy's heart raced. Was Jace going to hand her over to Donnie and let him do unspeakable things to her? Would Donnie tie her up in the attic and sell her to a pimp? What if he was already a pimp and he would just add her to his collection? Jace noticed Daisy's discomfort and he put a hand on her knee and squeezed. Her gaze, that was once on the window, was adverted to the chestnut boy driving the vehicle. He looked bright when the sunset shined on him. You could see scars from little cuts and scrapes on his face. Every eyelash had its own detail.  He seemed glowing, but his eyes are what caught Daisy off guard. Although the boy was glowing, his very own eyes were like the night sky. They appeared dark, but the sparkle, the joy, made tonight seem possible, even a bit magical. They drove past Donnie's house, and Daisy relaxed even more. Jace felt Daisy relax and he smirked at this. He slid his hand just a few centimeters up and squeezed. Daisy watched his hand and placed her hand over his. 
                          
"Jace?" Daisy played with his fingers and he grunted softly, waiting for her to speak. "Where are you taking me?"
"A place my dad took me last time I was in town for just a visit." He flicked her thigh and she flicked his hand. For the next five minutes, they flicked each other and yelled. After the flicking died down, Daisy unbuckled and leaned into his seat. "Um, Daisy?" What she did next, Jace never saw coming. She laid her head on his shoulder and her right hand on his thigh, and that's all she did. She cuddled up to her boyfriend as they drove to this mysterious place. 
"I've never done this." 
"Cuddle? Yes, you have."
"Daisy shook her head lightly and quickly recovered her comfortable position. "I've never been on an adventure. I've never gone past Donnie's place. Never left town." She moved her head to, sort of, look up at the big boy. "You are taking a lot of my firsts, Mr. Jenson." His thumb traced circles on her thigh, slowly. 
"Ms. Howell, we are going to share a lot of firsts." 
                          
The sun was down and the two still weren't close to their destination. Jace said they were close, but Daisy refused to believe it. She was on the verge of convincing him that they could go back and just go watch movies and she could give him head. But once she finally worked the courage to say it aloud, Jace pulled into an area and quickly pulled in and parked. 
"Cover your eyes."
"What?" Without any time to waste, Jace had a hand over Daisy's eyes and she heard him shuffle around the backseat. She felt his hand be replaced by cloth and she got scared. Daisy was open to freaky stuff like this, but she wasn't asked about any of this. 

                          
"It's a surprise, Daisy, don't take off the blindfold, or else all the other surprises for the night are going to vanish." Daisy froze and felt the heat quickly rush to her face and in between her legs. She swiftly covered her face and heard Jace laugh. "Gosh, let me do something." Five minutes later, she felt Jace grab her hands and trail her out the car. She felt the crunch of dead leaves under her shoes and she heard the animals all make their sounds. The wind in the trees sounded peaceful and welcoming. The sounds of nature, the sounds of the Mooncreek Woods.  Daisy's imagination took over and she became bubbly. She hadn't even noticed that the crunching stopped and they weren't walking anymore. The blindfold was removed and she looking at something that seemed to have come out of a fairytale. It was a gazebo in the middle of the woods that had fairy lights on each pillar and vines growing along the lights. She saw that there were a blanket and thermos cups in the middle of the gazebo. She turned around and raised an eyebrow at Jace, still bearing a childish and bubbly grin. 
"My grandparents own this land. Dad took me here two years ago, before," Daisy saw his eyes sadden. 
"Before the accident." Jace looked shocked. "The whole town grieved. Our very own star died." Jace placed his hand on her cheek. 
"Gosh, you're really something else Daisy Howell." She smiled lightly and Jace smirked. He picked her up and she squealed loudly. He walked over and into the gazebo. He placed her down on the blanket and sat next to her. He laid his legs out and she was laughing and covering her face. Her hair fell over her face and covered most of it, her hand covered her mouth in attempts to conceal her laughter. "This is probably why you used to be single." Jace laughed and Daisy slapped his arm.
"Rude!" She was now on her knees, sitting on her feet, and fixing her hair, still trying to keep her face hidden. Her hand moved and Jace could see that Daisy was biting her lip. Jace felt heat travel through his body and he looked away. He was blushing over something so small, but his thoughts are what made him look away. I could be the one biting her lip. Jace was distracted and he didn't notice that Daisy had moved closer to him, really close. He was pulled out of his trance when he felt her thighs against his own. Daisy was now straddling the bigger boy, her head propped on his shoulder, breathing steadily. Jace smiled and he leaned towards the girl and moved his hand to run his fingers through her hair. "You said used to be single." He hadn't noticed that he had said it aloud. He did a nervous chuckle, and Daisy moved her head and looked into his eyes. Deep ocean blue eyes you could feel yourself drown in.