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Chapter 5

When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case, I would offer you a warm embrace, To make you feel my love. ~ Bob Dylan~ To make You Feel My Love

Daryl stood at the bottom of the staircase which lead up to the tower trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. This was it, he was actually fucking doing this. He wasn't really sure why he was so nervous, he knew what the outcome of this conversation was going to be, the last two days had pretty much cemented that fact in his mind.

After Glenn's revelation in the yard he'd gone off to think on his own. One fact kept rolling around in his head, why would she tell him about Jason, when she had already turned the man down? He could only think of one answer; she had wanted a reaction out of him, wanted to know how he felt. Hope had filled his soul, why would she care about his reaction if she didn't have feelings for him? He'd thought back over the previous days, was that the reason she hadn't let him avoid her? It had to be. He was such a dumbass, when she asked how he would feel about her and Jason he should have just spit out his feelings right then and there. He wanted to make her understand that he did care, he wanted her to know, to feel it.

The next morning when he had snuck up on her in the kitchen, he actually stood there watching her silently for awhile. The sun was starting to rise and the light was filtering around her. He had been mesmerized, and had wanted her right then and there. One word kept rolling through his head; Mine. He had wanted to go over there and just tell her his feeling but something held him back. It wasn't fear this time it was something else, he wanted to show how he felt about her first, he wanted her to know that even though he might have fucked up, he was more than willing to make it up to her.

When he had surprised her at the counter and his hands at been on her hips, his mind had waged a heavy battle when it was time to let go. He had wanted to pull her flush into him. He had wanted to burrow his hands under her clothes and touch her. God he wanted to touch her so bad. His dick had been so excited the past two days it was at the point that it was painful. Her breath had been coming in gasps and he realized then she was as excited as he was. His mind had done a happy dance but he had forced himself to walk away, he wanted to play her game.

He knew she would come find him with food when he got back. Purposely staying half dressed he waited for her, figuring that was the best way to throw her off balance. She'd been shocked, but what he'd seen in her face had made his chest ache with happiness. Suddenly he just knew in his gut she felt the same way he did.

Things rapidly changed after that , every chance he got he touched in some way, his eyes followed her constantly when she was in view, all the while his brain echoed one word; mine. He wanted more, he was ready for more, he needed more.

Well he wasn't gonna get nothing at the bottom of the stairs, get up there dumbass before she thinks you changed your mind, he thought.

Bounding up the stairs he opened the door. The room was dark, only lit by a lantern, she was sitting on the small old leather love seat in the corner, watching him. Taking a deep breath he decided to go first.

"We need to talk" he said

She nodded slowly a soft smile on her face as she responded "I know"

He went over to sit next to her on the love seat, fidgeting awkwardly with his hands, unsure where to start.

"I had everything planned, what I wanted to say, but I think I forgot it all when I was coming up the stairs." He sighed.

She giggled softly "Daryl, it's all right..."

"No, no it not all right. I want to say this the right way. I want you to understand how I feel about you " he said interrupting her.

Suddenly very serious she whispered "How do you feel about me?"

He leaned back on the seat wrapping his arm around her shoulders. His thumb circling a pattern on her skin.

"Fuck Carol,...I'm not very good with words, but the other day, when you told me about Jason? I lied to you when I said it wasn't my concern, because it is...I love you, you don't gotta say it back, but I wanted you to know. I think I knew from the moment we meet, you belonged with me" He paused. "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, I want to make you happy,..."

"I love you too" she said softly interrupting him, lying her head on his shoulder.

"Yeah?" He said said, sounding almost out of breath.

She turned her face slightly into his shoulder and nodded then looked up at him. His arm around her shoulder slid down encircling her waist pulling her into his chest, bringing his other arm up to do the same. He brushed his lips over hers, he groaned a little into her mouth before burying his face in her neck. As his hands slid under her shirt at her running softly up and down her back he realized he was shaking a little and muttered

"I thought I was gonna have to crawl a little bit, i would have done it too, and I wouldn't have blamed you for that either, I am one slow as fuck son of a bitch"

She laughed threading her fingers threw his hair and grew serious "I never would have wanted that, I just wanted you show me you were ready for this"

He pulled her across his lap so she was straddling his legs, tilting his hips a little so his erection pressed into her intimately and whispered

"Believe me baby, I'm ready" and then began kissing her again in earnest his arms banding around her back, pulling her even closer as his mouth started a trail down her neck. His slid his hands down to her ass squeezing and grinding her into him "Good Lord, I love this ass baby, you've been driving me fucking crazy all week" he said into her ear, before he bit down on her earlobe lightly.

She smiled slightly "You noticed?"

"Fuck yeah I noticed, I always have, but fuck even Rick noticed this week. He needs to fucking learn to keep his eyes from wandering or he's gonna end up with an arrow to the ass" he smiled when she started laughing but then pulled her into him again, effectively silencing her. He brought his lips back up to her from her neck kissing her again. She pulled away slightly reaching down and pulling her shirt over her head, she wasn't wearing a bra. He grunted in appreciation as he covered a nipple with his mouth. Her fingers tightened slightly in his hair then trailed down to his chest. She then began frantically working at the buttons of his shirt and he shrugged it off quickly groaning at the feel of her soft skin against his naked chest.

He pulled her up his fingers skimming along the waistband of her jeans stopping at the button he helped her peel them off leaving her bare. Her hands flew to his waist helping him with the same.

Sitting back down she rocked her hips several times, he could feel how ready she was for him already thankfully, cause he wasn't sure how much longer he could wait, how long this would last.

As if reading his mind she lifted her hips again this time lowering herself down on his straining erection. Joining them together. He put her his hands on her hips pausing her momentarily "I love you baby, I want you to know that without any doubts...I want you to feel it" He said softly.

She smiled and nodded as their pace picked up and the rain continued to pound down on the window.

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He was lying with his head on the arm rest of the love seat, she was resting between his legs her head laying back against his shoulder, his arms wrapped around her waist.

She giggled suddenly "We really aren't getting much watching done are we Pookie?"

He snorted "Ain't much gonna happen when it's storming like this...what's with that name anyway?"

"Pookie?" She asked and he nodded

"Garfield came out a few months before my parents died, my mom used to tease my dad calling him Pookie, you know Garfield's teddy bear?...does it bother you? It's only fair you if you get baby" she said grinning up at him.

"Nawh, it doesn't bother me at all" he said softly. There really was nothing he wouldn't do for her, he thought with a grin.

She was silent listening to the rain on the window, then sighed softly "I really love the rain."

He smiled "yeah me too".

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