Reality 1

DARIO's POV:

Pulling up to the hotel's parking lot, I step out of the driver's seat and walk slowly towards Rachel giving her a satisfied smile as I take a quick scan of her outfit and how glued it is to her body.

Wearing a sleeveless dress that emphasizes her hips and her breast and her ass, God her ass!!, Perfection in itself.

She has both hands cuddling her shoulders , as she smiles and walks towards me slightly shaking.

"Hey" ... Her voice almost a whisper greets me.

"Hey are you cold?" I ask as I take off my jacket and offer it to her.

"Thanks, I was hoping you'd come with your signature leather jacket".

"And what if I didn't?" I ask with a smirk.

"Then I'd probably freeze to death" she says as she walks towards the passenger side of the car.

"Rachel Greene, you really have me working for you don't ya?"...

"Oh are you complaining?"

"Not necessarily"

"In that case, I'd really like you to be a gentleman and open the car door before I freeze to death. Pretty please?"... She says dramatically batting her eyes .

Shutting the door on the driver's side, I turn on the ignition of the car and unconsciously let my eyes travel the full length of Rachel's dress. Eyes stopping at the short slit in her dress just above her knees

Not too revealing, just high enough that I can see her thigh... Picturing them bare, with very vivid thoughts of my hands taking a tour between her thighs and stopping just outside her honey pot.

I lick the bottom of my lips as I wonder how Diane would look and feel in Rachel's dress.

"Shit!!" . I curse under my breath. I was in the same space as Rachel but my head was wherever Diane was at.

Gripping the steering wheel with irritation, I put my car in reverse as I carefully steer it out of the parking lot, and into the busy streets of Hughton.

We left our last stop and I drove Rachel back to my place so we could both sleep as I was tired from the previous day and Rachel was wasted.

She had met a guy at the last bar we visited and drank a lot of alcohol to "impress" him.

And I just sat at a table far away from them letting my thoughts drown out the music.

When we got back to my apartment complex, I had to hold her cause she could barely stand on her own.

My phone had lit up a couple of times earlier on that night but I never bothered to check it as I wasn't expecting a text from anyone I knew .

So I figured it'd be work text.

"I'm never letting you drink again Rach, you're wasted and you're heavy"..

Guiding Rachel back to my apartment as we exit the elevator was something I had no intention of doing ever again.

I stop dead on my tracks as I catch Diane's eyes . She looked shocked as she sees Rachel with me.

"Diane?"

"Sorry" I hear her say as she quickly heads to the elevator.

"DIANE!!"

DIANE'S POV:

I'd sent a couple texts to Dario asking if he was home cause I was done with work and thought I'd pay him a visit.

I had been waiting outside his door for an hr and a few minutes when I heard his voice from the corridor that led to his apartment.

I fixed the top I was wearing and stood straight waiting for him to come into view.

"Hey, didn't you get any of my text?, I've been waiting on you for a while______" I stop mid-sentence as face of a woman appeared first instead.

She was wearing a blue sleeveless dress that had a slit at the lower right part of her dress and she had very obvious curves that could be spotted from quite a distance.

My mouth was left open and hanging as I tried to fully comprehend the sight before me.

Dario had his arm slung across her waist and he held her as though if he let even one finger slip, she'd fall and break.

I muttered a sorry and rushed towards the elevator as the awkwardness of the situation got worse and the corridor I'd been stood waiting for Dario felt too small.

I shake off Dario's voice calling after me as I rush straight to the elevator wanting to get as far away from him as possible.