Will Martin is definitely the troublemaker of the Martin siblings. He’ll probably be arrested for either joyriding or under aged drinking because he sasses the officer who runs into him. But being Will he’ll try his best to smooth talk his way out of it before Lydia saves his ass from being charged.
Dylan was waiting at his usual spot, tapping his foot impatiently as he looked down at the time on his phone again. It was getting late and if he wanted to keep under the radar at home he'd have to head that way soon.
Five minutes later he finally heard the clicking of high heels on the cement sidewalk. He tried his best but he couldn't hide the wide smile that sound caused to spread across his face. He spun around just in time to catch the small brunette in his arms.
"Sorry I was late," she burrowed her face into his neck, "had a hard time getting out of the house," he could feel her smile and then pull back.
He smiled down at her and she reached up and kissed him. Dylan was quite a bit taller than her even with her heels on, so she threw her arms around his neck to stabilize herself while he threw his around her waist pulling her into him. They shared a few lazy slow kisses before she pulled back giggling.
"We should probably move this somewhere more private," Dylan suggested nodding towards his truck that was parked a little ways down.
"But I already walked so far in these," She crossed her arms and stuck out her bottom lip pouting, "carry me?" She asked putting her arms out to him like a small child.
"I know you're younger than me but I'm pretty sure you outgrew piggy back rides about 10 years ago Frankie," Dylan scoffed but the smile didn't leave his face.
"Do it. I dare you," her smile turned mischievous, "where's your sense of adventure?"
Dylan smirked and rushed at her grabbing her and throwing her onto his back before running for his truck. Her giggle cut through the night like a knife and Dylan quickly found himself laughing along with her. He set her down outside of the truck before opening the door for her. Dylan offered his hand to help her into the high seat.
"After you my lady," he curtsied then helped her into the truck.
Once they were in the truck the just went driving, holding hands the whole time. Chatting about little things.
"So when are we going to stop dancing around this?" she asked suddenly a serious look on her face.
"And what are we exactly dancing around?" Dylan gave her a side glance as he tried to keep his eyes on the road.
"Not telling my brother we're dating among other things?" She asked and watched as Dylan's smile finally fell.
"You know why we can't do that," Dylan let go of her hand not missing the hurt look in her eyes.
"Oh right because he might think you're taking advantage of his innocent little sister," Frankie's eyes darkened slightly as she reached across the truck palming at his crotch, "because we both know I'm not innocent and you won't do more than touch me above me clothes."
"Frankie," he ground out trying not to be affected but he wasn't batting her hand away like he usually would, "I don't expect that from you. Not til you're ready, I'm not those other guys," he placed his hand over hers.
His words hit her like a punch to the gut and she pulled her hand away. Dylan found the first place he could to pull off the road before turning to face her. Frankie had a soft smile on her face and tears streaming down her face.
"Do you mean it?" She was looking down at her hands as she whispered.
"I do," Dylan reached out to gently cup her chin, forcing her to look at him, "I love you Francine Connelly and I will wait as long as it takes for you to be able to say it back."
She searched his eyes for a long time before leaning forward and whispering into his lips, "Dylan Larsen I love you back."
Hope you like it @dubonet and that I got Dylan right :D
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