Dana Harris' POV

Monday morning.

It's lunchtime at school and I sit at a table manipulating my phone, headphones in, so that no one talks to me.

I continue, while eating my lunch, until I feel a presence next to me.

Leo.

He leans forwards and kisses my cheek.

"Hey" He says in my ear, softly, making me blush.

"Hey..." I respond shyly.

He pulls away and smiles at me.
"How's my girl doing?" He asks me.

I blush again and see the wide smile on his face.

"I'm fine" I say.

"Good, because I have a question" he says.

"Go ahead" I say biting into my food.

"I want you to meet my parents" he says and I choke and start coughing.

What?

I rubs my back and chuckles a little.

I start to panic.

When did he come up with this?

What if they hate me?

What if they know who I am?

What if-

"Dana" Leonardo says cutting into my thoughts.

"Hm?" I respond, drinking some water.

"Will you come and meet my parents, then?" He asks, tilting his head to the side slightly.

"When?" I ask.

"The present is as good a time as any other?" He says with a shrug and a smile.

My breath catches in my throat again.

"Sure" I breathe, faking a smile.

He scoots forwards on the bench, and leans forwards.

"Thank you princess" he whispers, his lips slightly brushing mine.

"It's okay Leo" I respond and he presses his lips to mine.
I sigh and he grins and continues to kiss me. I hold his neck and start to pull him closer, but he pulls away.

His breathing is heavier and his eyes burn with mischief.

"As much as I want to do this all day..." he starts, making me turn away shyly.

"I don't want to end up jumping you in front of all these people" he says with a chuckle.

"Leo!" I gasp, hitting his arms. He grins at my reaction.

"Do you blame me?" He asks me and I laugh.

He stands up and takes me with him.

"Walk with me before lesson?" He asks hold out his hand.

I take it, letting the warmth of his hand envelope mine, entwining his fingers between mine.

"Okay" I say to him.

What could go wrong.

***
"Is that a hickey on you neck?" My older sister Ashanti asks.

^^Ashanti Harris-García

During our little 'walk' we ended up making out again.

She is visiting us, taking a break from travelling around the world with my brother in law, Calvin.

^^Calvin García

They have been married for a few years and they seem happy together.

She's just been to Cuba and she's come back with a glow and she's all smiles too.

"It's only a little one" I mutter, as I continue looking through my clothes.

"And hell is just a sauna" Zoë chuckles, throwing popcorn up in the air and catching it in her mouth.

"Bitch" I mutter, rolling my eyes and pulling clothes out.

"How long have you been together?" Ashanti asks.

"A couple of weeks" Zoë says.

I roll my eyes again and step into my bathroom to change.

I step back out and observe myself in the mirror.

I zip up my jacket and turn to the girls.

"Guys I'll update you when I get back" I tell them.
As if on cue, the doorbell rings and my heart drops.

I go down the stairs quickly, careful not to trip on my heels.

I skid through the kitchen, giving my mom and siblings a kiss.

I open the door to see Leo, as usual towering over me.

His eyes trail down my body slowly, drinking me in.

"Hey" He says, biting his lip a little.

"Hey" I respond,looking up into his eyes.

"You ready to go?" He asks and I nod, stepping out into the cold.

We go to his car and he opens the door for me, before going around to sit in the driver seat.

He starts up the car and the engine revs to life.
He starts to drive the car into the road smoothly and as he continues driving in the early winter darkness, his hand finds mine and he holds in, drawing small circles in my palm.

"You nervous?" He asks.

"A little" I respond truthfully.

He chuckles.

"Don't worry, they'll all love you." He says.

"Do they know that I'm coming over?" I ask and he nods.

"I told them I wanted them to meet my girlfriend" he responds.

My heart skips at him calling me his girlfriend.

"Oh" I respond, looking out of the window.

My attention snaps back to him though, when I feel his warm hand over my leg, his fingers lightly tracing small circles on my inner thigh.

I immediately close my legs shut in fear that someway, somehow he might be able to feel the almost unbearable sensation, radiating from my core.

That doesn't stop him though...

"Did I mention that you look amazing this evening?" He asks, eyes still on the road.

"I wouldn't mind hearing it again" I giggle, trying to keep all my emotions in check.

"Oh really?" He smirks, moving his hand a little further up.

I gasp in audibly.

"Leo!" I say.

"Hm... you're lucky that we're in a moving vehicle." He chuckles and I nod, afraid to say anything, in case it comes out a moan or a squeak.

He stops the car, outside his house and steps out.

I do the same and stand by him.

He puts his hand on the small of my back and leads me towards the house.

When we get there, he opens the door and steps inside.

I breathe in the familiar scent from when I was last here.

We take off our shoes, making me even shorter than him, and he leads to to the kitchen and my eyes fall to a dark skinned woman sitting at a kitchen counter, completely engrossed in a book, head slightly bowed and she sits on a stool.

Her ebony curls are tied into a bun at the top of her head and her edges are slick and laid neatly.

Her left hand has a couple of rings on her ring finger, the engagement ring with a blue diamond in it and she rubs her hand over the swell of her pregnant stomach.

"Ma" Leonardo says softly.

The woman looks up and sees us before a smile breaks across her beautiful features, making them light up in the process.

She gets up and glides over to us.

"Hey Leo, is this her?" She asks smiling widely.

I can't help but smile back at her.

I hold my hand out and she takes it.

"It's nice to meet you Mrs Santiago" I say politely.

"Adeline or better yet, Ade" she responds, smiling some more.

"Dana" I respond with a nod.

"Come in, Come in!" She says stepping aside.

We do as we're told and we step inside the warm kitchen.

It's huge!

Leo sits at one of the stools and I sit with him.

His mom comes and kisses his forehead, brushing her hand over his curls.

He hugs her hips and tells her he loves her, making me grin.

I love how soft he his with his mom.

When she moves away, I lean over and whisper in his ear.

"Momma's boy" I tease.

He chuckles and is about to respond, when his mom cuts in.

"So how did y'all meet?" She asks us, placing a bowl of plantain chips in front of us.
-a/n(my favourite snack ever).

"We met in school" Leo says freely, looking at me.

"And how did this happen?" She asks, pointing in between us.

Leo shrugs, then tells her how everything started.

After a moment for dropping questions left right and centre, we hear the front door close and within minutes there is a new presence filling the kitchen.

I turn around and my heart immediately sinks to the soles of my feet.

There he is Matéo Santiago.

The man I have spent several years researching and tracking down until this moment.

My mouth feels dry and my heart hammers in my chest making my blood roar in my ears.

I see where Leo get the majority of his looks from. From his blue- green eyes to his broad body structure.

He gets his darker complexion from his mother as well as his dark curls and thick lips.

His eyes set on me, making my heart skip, to remind me that it is still there.

"Hey familia" He says, eyes still trained on me.

"Who is honouring us with there presence today?" He asks, looking away from me and giving his wife a mega-watt smile to which she responds to by smiling back and beckoning him over.

He walks up to her and wraps his arms around her, pulling away slightly, before leaning down and kissing her lips deeply.

She smiles shyly and kisses him back, arms round his neck, neither of them caring that their son and I are sitting right in front of them.

I look at Leo, who grins and shakes his head at them.

After a minute, they stop and she pulls away from him, hands on his chest, so that he can't advance to kiss her again.

"Matéo, this is Dana, Kwabena's girlfriend" Adeline says.

Matéo extends his hand and I take it, feeling sick to my stomach.

His hand is warm, his fingers calloused, the only coldness being the wedding ring on his finger.

"Lovely to meet you" he says with a genuine smile.

For his age, he is actually quite good looking. Dark hair, thick long eyelashes, that brim over his pretty colour of eyes and he has a fading cut on his lower lip.

I wonder how he got that.

"Likewise" I say before I let go of his hand.

"Leonardo, why don't you take Dana to your room, while I we get food ready" his dad says, taking off his suit jacket and washing his hands, before

Leo nods and takes my hand.

We walk out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

We walk down a landing and opens the door to his room.

I go in with him and nearly gape.

His room is probably double the size of mine!

His queen sized bed is neatly laid and there is not a pin out of place, other that his desk that has a selection of papers and pens scattered along it, with his laptop open.

"Wow" I say and he chuckles.

I turn around to face him and smack straight into his chest.

"Woah!" He says with a grin.

I look up at him and I feel his hands move to my waist and he pulls me closer to him.

"You looked a little shocked when my dad walked in" he says sounding concerned.

"Are you alright?" He asks and I pout slightly, involuntarily.

I really don't deserve him...

"I was just a little nervous" I lie.

He smiles a little at me.

"You don't have to" he says lowly.

I look at lips then back into his eyes.

He leans forwards, his face only inches away from my face.

I kiss him first and he smirks a little.

He keeps one arm wrapped around me and uses the other to close his door behind us.

I hold the collar of his shirt and drag him impossibly closer to me, taking a little control.

He runs his hands through my hair and I push him back into his bed, laying on top of him.

I don't know what the hell has gotten into me, but I kinda like it.

I'm not at all the dominant type, but right in this moment, I am and it's exhilarating.

I straddle him, pinning his shoulders into the bed.

He looks up at me with amusement in his eyes, his hands on my hips.
If he wanted to, with his level of muscle power, he could switch the situation and pin me down, quicker than I could imagine.

But he doesn't.

He submits to my touch, allowing me to do as I please.

I peck his lips, once then twice, then again and he chuckles, moving his hands from my hips to the collar of my jacket, unzipping it and pulling it off my shoulders.

His eyes scan my body slowly, analysing me appreciatively.

"Fuck..." he mutters under his breath, but I hear it and giggle, making him blush.

I start to kiss on his neck and return the favour he showed me earlier in the day.

His hands move to my neck and his thumb brushes over the hickey that he made earlier.

He groans softly and I start to feel his, little, if I can even call it that, friend underneath me.

My eyes widen and he laughs at me.

I'm about to respond, when his bedroom door flies open.

I quickly scramble off of him and nearly fall on the floor.

A girl stands there and she is a split image of their mother.

"Jayla!" Leonardo yells, turning red.

"Oops" she shrugs.

She walks up to us and extends her hand.

"I'm Jayla, Micah's little sister" she says.

"Dana" I respond meekly.

She smiles, but then her grip on my hand tightens, making me wince slightly.

"Hurt my brother and I'll make sure that your death is so painful that you beg for a release, understand?" She asks.

The girl must be a good 2 or 3 odd years younger than us, but never has a threat shaken my bones like this one.

I gulp and nod.

"Good!" She says, her eyes brightening again.

I look at Leo who is even redder.

"Mom needs down to eat now" she says and Leo nods.
Leo turns to me.

"I'm sorry bout her" he says standing up.

I do the same.

"It's okay" I smile.

He leans forwards and pecks my lips.

"We'll finish this later" he tells me and I blush.

I can't wait.

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Hey you guys!

Sorry I haven't updated in ages. College, (you lot call it high school) is killing me!

I hope you liked this one though.

Don't forget to vote and comment.

Much love

- Xo.