Delia And Patsy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

she fires. The frown on Patricia’s face deepens, not sure what on earth Delaney is on about. She get down from the table she is sitting on. “Maybe. She’s more useful than you” she answers and walk away immediately. Delaney sit still for a second, exhaling sharply and finally throw the phone in her hand at the board. She scream out in frustration before rushing out of the room to go after Pat.. She run into Hope at the door instead and lash out her anger. “Hey, watch where you’re going”

She looked at Ivory the way you looked at a friend you'd been worried about and were now performing casualness for. "You look good," Delia said. "I look tired." "You look good and tired." She slid one of the pastries across the table. "How was the drive?" "Long. Wet for the first half." Ivory pulled the pastry toward her. "You don't have to do the warm-up, Del. Just say what you came to say." Delia smiled — the real one, not the careful one. "God, I missed you." She wrapped both hands around her mug. "Okay. The stories. You said Stellan mentioned them."

She looked at the both of them then continued, “are you both hungry?” Missy closed it back again and shook her head, disagreeing. “What about you, D?” Delilah held up her hand, gesturing them to wait as she continued typing down on her phone. Her brows were almost scrunched together and her thin lower lip got bitten by her upper teeth. “What are you busy again with, D? Is it Adam?” Missy marched for Delilah’s direction. She snatched the phone away from her reach and moved to hide behind Valentine as she read the words in their friend’s phone.

“How are things going with Mateo?” Delia’s expression changed immediately. Her smile vanished, and a shadow of seriousness fell over her face—something Natalia hadn’t expected at all. “What’s wrong?” Natalia asked, furrowing her brow. Delia sighed, dropping the pen onto the desk. “He’s ready for a serious relationship.” “And what’s wrong with that?” Natalia pressed, visibly confused. Delia looked up, her eyes showing a mix of nervousness and resolve. “I’m not ready for that, Naty. I… I don’t really believe in love.”

She frowned. “Because I went from being on the verge of a PTSD episode to my sweet and ‘innocent’ mate suggesting a safe word game. And while I admit I may have put the thought in your head, you thought about tying me up and having your way with me.” I explained my point of view. “I was not thinking about tying you up and having… my way with you.” She protested as her cheeks turned a bright shade of pink, and she avoided eye contact. “Delilah, you have changed in many ways in the years we were apart. In your appearance.” I paused as I rubbed my thumb over her nipple, making her shudder.

The signed contract that came into effect put Luca in a very good mood. He gently placed his hand on my waist and looked down at me. He looked like he wanted to say something. The room door was pushed open just then. "Katerina? Why didn't you answer any of my calls?" Delila walked in briskly with an innocent smile on her face. "I really want to attend the bachelorette party tonight on the yacht. Can I please come along?" I saw them exchanging looks with each other as if they were discussing a secret that I could never know. At once, my heart clenched, and I felt suffocated. I wasn't even able to gasp for air.

And under no circumstances get involved with him again. ★ [Back at the Monroe's old mansion...] Deli was at the counter, whisk in her hand, mixing flour, eggs, and milk together. The kitchen was silent except for the soft hum of the mixer and the faint clink of the bowl. Mirae sat opposite her, her chin resting on her hand and her eyes following every move Deli made. It felt like she was studying her… waiting for something. “Do you know Chase and I have been inseparable since we were kids?” Mirae’s voice broke the silence.

She looked a little shy sitting crossed legged beside him and hiding her smile with her hair. From what Patch could remember she’d been a good girl in school, like Delaney had been. Speaking of, Patch stopped at the edge of the patio and looked out over the back yard at all the people. At first he didn’t notice Delaney but as soon as an old 00s rap song came on, he heard her squeal. To the right of the patio was a gazebo where several people danced. Patch noticed Dillon being one, sitting back against the seat watching Delaney as she began to dance like a horny teenager. Fire began to grow in his stomach, and he took a gulp of beer hoping to keep it down.

"If it won't be embarassing to you, it will be embarassing to me!" Daniel pouted his lips like a child and whined. "But it has been so long baby." Alicia smiled and gave him a peck on his lips. "But we can't do anything since Josh and Sabrina are here." She chuckled and headed towards the kitchen. Daniel sighed and leaned on the couch. He looked at his wristwatch and wondered why Sabrina and Josh weren't back from whatever discussion they were having. A sudden realisation hit him.

“I'm sorry, he what?” Delia looks a little uncertain, almost as if this whole thing puzzles her more than it puzzles me. I watch her eyes glance at the computer and for a few seconds, her fingers are dancing over the keyboard before she turns to me again and says softly, “He has not registered himself back on the system for a few days now. Ever since the last night with you… and neither did you. We were so sure we would no longer see you as well.”