Gathering Post - 5/7-5/15

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WEATHER || LONDONIST || BBC NEWS

(Rather than write the same vague drivel, here is a pretty gif to inspire you, a link to the weather for the week, and a link to londonist, a great resource for all things London related. As always this post is open all week. Tag in, tag others, check back often!)

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[hardertohide]

"Yeah, a party with some old friends," Dutch confirmed, pulling a cigarette out of her packet and looking for a lighter now. "I hadn't seen them in a while."

[taxi_d]

"That's fun. That's nice," he replied amiably. "Looks like you had a good time. Little drunk, little more? Hmm? And a safe ride home. Good night all 'round."

[hardertohide]

Dutch chuckled. "Little more, yeah." She lit up and took a long, happy drag on her cigarette. "What about you, D? Good night? Not too many drunk customers?" She was definitely poking fun at herself.

[taxi_d]

"Not too many, and you're by far the prettiest," he said, looking over his shoulder to flash her a handsome smile.

[hardertohide]

"I'd say I'm sorry to hear that, but - no, I'm not," Dutch grinned at him in the rearview mirror.

[taxi_d]

Davey chuckled at that for the moment it took to flick his ash out the window.

"So what do you do in the daylight, hmm? A person cuts loose like this they must have something to cut loose from. Am I right?"

[hardertohide]

"Best reason for cutting loose is wanting to," Dutch replied easily, blowing some smoke out the window.

[taxi_d]

"Fair enough, fair enough," he chuckled. "I don't, much, myself. Can't even recall the last time I had a pint. I keep a clear head," he said then. "These...these are my vice."

He held up his cigarette to show, then returned it to his lips for another drag.

[hardertohide]

"So, mostly healthy, huh?" Dutch remarked, tapping her ash out of the car window before taking another drag.

[taxi_d]

"Mostly, yeah," he chuckled. "Not that I run or anything, and I don't eat right. But I reckon every little bit helps, right?"

He slowed to a stop at a light and looked back at her.

"I get up to enough that I should probably be thankful I'm still here at all," he said lightly with a bit of a cheeky smile.

[hardertohide]

Dutch laughed, genuinely happy with that kind of statement. "Okay, you can't say that and not elaborate a bit."

[taxi_d]

"Oh, you know...I get up to a bit of this and that. A bloke needs to make money and driving a taxi isn't exactly a high paying job," he grinned.

[hardertohide]

"More and more mysterious," Dutch stated with a grin. "You know how to pique a girl's curiosity, D."

[taxi_d]

"I know how to pique a girl's a lot of things," he replied with a warm chuckle.

[hardertohide]

"I'll believe that when I feel it," Dutch shot back, raising daring eyebrows at him in the rearview mirror.

[taxi_d]

A better man might have laughed that off. A better man might have thought otherwise than to take her up on the suggestion he prove himself. But Davey was not a better man, nor even a particularly good man, and so he met her eyes in the mirror and smiled.

"Be happy to do that," he said.

[hardertohide]

"And here I can't even invite you up for a drink," Dutch sighed, but she was still playing, and smiling. "You and your healthy lifestyle."

[taxi_d]

"Nah, I don't need a drink," he replied. "But I'd like to eat something," he added, looking at her in the mirror.

[hardertohide]

"Sure," Dutch agreed, smiling as she smoked. "You can come on up for a bite."

She had no idea whether he was serious, or whether she was, but this was fun either way.

[taxi_d]

Davey grinned at that and gave a nod. He had time to kill. Having his own taxi meant if he wanted to take a night off he was only shorting his own pocket. And to him the opportunity to shag a fine bird like Dutch far outweighed the few quid he'd make otherwise.

"I'll take you up on that," he replied, turning the corner to her street. He found parking in front of her place marked for pick up and drop off. It was so good he had a taxi and could take advantage of the opportunity.

[hardertohide]

Dutch grinned at him in the rearview mirror, and took another drag off her cigarette once he was parked, sitting forward on the edge of the backseat to lean against the front passenger seat, angled towards him, as she pulled a crumpled tenner out of her pocket for the fare. "Here."

[taxi_d]

Davey took the money and tucked it away. No change, he never gave change unless someone demanded it. He did, however, shut the engine off and twist to look at her proper like.

"Still want me to come up?" he asked.

[hardertohide]

"Well," Dutch stated, drawing out the 'l' sound around a smile. "I'm not sure I have much to eat."

[taxi_d]

"I'm sure you've got just what I like best," he said. He got out of the cab and once she was out, too, he locked the doors. Never one to be shy, Davey found the curve of her waist and offered up his most charming smile. He waited a heartbeat, then another, then he dipped down to kiss her...just in case she had mistaken his intentions.

[hardertohide]

Definitely serious, then - both of them, it turned out. Dutch responded to the kiss as much from drunken instinct as from... well, a drunken choice. She knew she shouldn't be, because of Em, but what she didn't know couldn't hurt her, and Dutch really wanted to. She'd been so good for so long, and she needed to be a little bad, needed to - as he'd put it - cut loose tonight. She deepened the kiss, turning into D, and raised a now cigarette-free hand to cup his cheek.

The kiss broke after a few long seconds, and she smiled at him. "Let's get inside."