Part Five

Making his way into the Holland House and seeing no sign of Danielle, Peter called out for her but heard no sounds for a few minutes until he heard footsteps and Danielle standing at the top of the stairs in a tight-fitting white dress that showed off her figure.

"Peter, you're back quite early. I wasn't expecting you back so soon..." Danielle said as she descended down the stairs.

"You look amazing." Peter said in disbelief at the older woman.

"This old thing," Danielle said as she looked at her outfit. "I had a quick shower before you got here and needed something new to put on..." Danielle quickly lied, not wanting to admit she had gotten herself to the teenager before noticing Peter had something in his hand. "What's that?"

"Oh, a gift for you," Peter told Danielle as he handed her the bottle. "Sky helped me get it as a thank you for you taking me in."

"You didn't have to... It's the least I could do," Danielle said while looking at the bottle. "Oh my! This is quite an expensive vintage."

"We have one at my home that me and my sisters snuck a few sips of before," Peter admitted. "It'll go well with the chicken you've made."

"Speaking of which, I should go check on it," Danielle said and she entered the kitchen, followed by Peter and checked on the meal she was preparing. "It could use a few more minutes."

"I can set the table while we wait." Peter offered.

"No, I can..." Danielle responded.

"Nonsense, I'm living here. I've got to pull my own weight. My Mom would kill me otherwise." Peter told her.

"I've got to meet her someday. She raised a charming and noble son..." Danielle commented.

"And I'm sure she'd love to meet you too," Peter said. "Now where are the plates?"

"In the cupboard behind you." Danielle told the teenager.

Taking the plates out, Peter took them into the dining room where he began to set the table for himself and Danielle. It was after he had done so, Peter realised the table was missing something and he looked around the room and noticed what he was looking for on a nearby table and so he picked up the candle and placed it on the table before using a match to light it just as Danielle walked in with the food.

"You really know how to set the mood." Danielle found herself saying to the teenager.

"It felt right." Peter said before pulling out a seat for Danielle.

"Thank you." Danielle said as she took her seat and watched as Peter took his opposite her.

"This looks incredible." Peter said as he looked at his plate.

"So does this wine," Danielle said as she poured herself a cup. "I know I shouldn't but since I let the twins sneak a cup occasionally..." Danielle said before pouring Peter a glass of wine.

"Well, I won't tell if you won't." Peter smirked and Danielle couldn't help but giggle as Peter took a bite of the chicken. "This is good."

"Really?" Danielle said in surprise.

"I mean I eat anything and everything but I don't say something like that lightly." Peter told her.

"I highly doubt you eat everything with a body like yours." Danielle told Peter.

"I do but like I said earlier I work out a lot. Do a lot of other... Activities. Keeps me in shape," Peter told her. "What about you? I hope you don't mind me saying but you don't look like the mother of three children... What's your secret?"

"Pilates and a lot of yoga..." Danielle smiled. "You ever try?"

"Wasn't my thing. A friend of mine got me into boxing. That helped and I did a little karate when I was kid though." Peter told her.

"So, you were always into sports?" Danielle wondered.

"Nah. I mean I enjoyed those but I preferred my novels and comic books back then. I don't usually get much time now for those though. Busy life." Peter admitted.

"Busy life? That's a first for a teenager." Danielle commented.

"I'm no ordinary teenager." Peter said. "I'm currently trying to maintain my grades for senior year, making sure I show up and do my part for family events and trying to launch a nightclub..."

"A nightclub?" Danielle said in surprise.

"I want something of my own. My Dad... My family... They built the company and I'm glad at all the work and the good it does but I want something I can say that I made, that I built..." Peter tried to explain. "It's silly..."

"It isn't. I get it," Danielle said while reaching a hand out and taking Peter's in hers to reassure him. "When you get born into a family like yours, it's sometimes hard to feel like something is yours. That you didn't get handed something... And that's what this nightclub will be."

"Yeah," Peter nodded. "What about you? You got anything that's yours?"

"I... I..." Danielle paused. "Not really," Danielle sighed. "I always meant to after Daisy was born but then the twins came and my life was just about the kids..."

"I get it. Family's important. My Dad's always working and Mom makes time in her schedule for us and we all have to be there for Friday dinners..." Peter told her.

"I should do something like that. We might actually get Jeremiah here for a meal..." Danielle spoke before shaking her head. "Sorry, ignore me. My marital problems isn't something you need to hear about..."

"I've heard and seen my fair share including my parents and I get the need to off load and I'm all ears if you need to..." Peter told her.

"Where did you come from?" Danielle said while shaking her head. "You're remarkable for an eighteen year old."

"Never heard that before." Peter responded.

"I'm sure I'll be saying more than a few times while you're with me." Danielle said with a smile.

As they continued their meal and talked and slowly got to know each other more, Peter and Danielle eventually rose from their seats and despite Danielle's objections, Peter helped the mother with the dishes and it was just as they finished the dishes and Peter handed Danielle the plate that he felt the touch of her fingers and he found herself staring into Danielle's blue-green eyes and Danielle staring back and it was then Peter leaned forward and acting on impulse, Peter pressed his lips against Danielle's, treating the older blonde to a slow but passionate kiss that after the initial surprise, Danielle slowly returned.

As the kiss grew deeper and deeper, Peter took the plate from her hand putting it back in the sink, all the while never breaking the kiss as he brought his hand to her round ass, feeling it in all of it's glory and it was then the teenager, brought took hold of the blonde's slender legs and lifted her up and set her on the counter, while their tongues met in a frenzied battle while she wrapped her arms around his neck to keep Peter close while his hands, made it's way to the zip of her dress slowly unzipping it.

"Mom?" A voice called out in surprise which caused Danielle to break the kiss and look over to see the blonde-haired, blue-green eyed figure of her daughter, Dana Holland.

"Dana..." Danielle said pushing Peter back away from her and climbing down from the counter. "This isn't... I..."