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RE The Business Deal Donovan thought back to the ceremony as he looked at Annette who sat next to him at the dinning table. He was instantly taken back to the kiss, remembering how shocked at the return kiss that she gave him. She couldn't be...No, he thought to himself. She was putting on an act just as he was...Right? He put it out of his mind at least until he looked at her again. As she played twenty questions with a few of the other guests. He thought she was an amazing actress, and wondered if she was that good at this he wondered how good her art was. Knowing most artists, she was probably amazing. And then just as quickly he snapped back to reality as a bunch of random friends of the families came over to congratulate him. All of them doing what he thought was the generic back and forth of these types of things. He offered the same responses that he was happy, they were going to probably stay around the city for their honeymoon but weren't entirely sure yet, and that he was excited and glad that everyone could make it out to see them and glad that he could get the nerves over with. A few of them chuckled at that. He did have a way with people like his dad did. At the thought of his father he looked back at him and shook his head, he made quick strides back to the table where he sat alone taking in the sights. Enjoying yourself pop? Donovan asked making as much of an effort as he could at giving him ease. Doing just fine son, doing just fine. At the release of his words Dean began to cough lightly into his napkin. Donovan frowned slightly watching the latest in what he knew was the consistent fits of coughing that his father would display tonight. Dad...You know your not doing so well...Why didn't you stay at the hospital and get some rest huh? Donovan offered the kind afterthought suggestion to his father as he brushed his hand on his shoulder. I'll be fine son. I'll be fine. Besides, you don't think I would miss my only child's wedding now do you? He laughed trying to maintain his strength for his son. Donovan held back a small tear from his eye. He knew how bad his dad was getting, and yet he had the courage and the means to get himself off the hospital bed and make it through the entire wedding. Now what are you doing sitting by your old man...You should be by your wife. Otherwise one of these single fellas will snatch her up from under your feet. Donovan chuckled at his statement. He found it ironic that the thing his father was warning him about was kind of what he thought she hoped for.It was true that he didn't love her...He wasn't so sure he hated her. But something told him that she thought she hated him. He took Annette by the hand and led her onto the dance floor for the last dance of the night. He had to say that he always enjoyed the intimacy of ballroom dancing more then the club scene dancing that he had become accustomed to. Sure that had its perks, it allowed people to grind their crotches into one another, and that was fun and all but nothing beat the intimacy of the waltz or just a good paired dance. On the plus side he had been trained extensively by his mother to dance in this fashion so he was quite adept at it, the club dancing...Not so much. He always felt awkward, and while fun, it was still...Weird. He smiled around Annette, she was good. Better then most of the partners that various people had set him up with over the years, and that made him less...Nervous around her. And then it was time for the...Festivities to begin. In order to save face and keep up the charade he did as was pressured of the crowed. Drunken idiots he thought to himself. He bent his head down and dipped into her dress. And looked at her gorgeous legs and...Her...He didn't even want to think about it. He chuckled and thought back to the dinner yesterday. This would be a great way to get her back for that little leg rub she gave him.He ran his mouth over the length of her leg beginning at her calf and up to her thigh, letting his tongue gently slide over her skin lightly. He then reached her garter and gripped it, a bit too close to her flesh and pulled it down. sliding it off with his teeth. He let if fall into his hand and raised his full hand into the air eliciting a long uproarious cheer from the crowd before he hurled it into the crowed of boys. As the evening began to die down to a close. Donovan kissed and hugged his parents as they gave him the keys to the hotel room that they had payed for for the next few days before their actual Honeymoon would start. He took Annette by the hand as she said her good byes to her family for the night and led her into the limo. The popperazzi swarmed the outside of the hotel and the car. Hitting them with bright camera flashes and bombarding them with stupid question after stupid question. He shut the door behind him and cursed to the open air. Morons. Was all he said to close the subject as the limo began to ride off. The hotel was bustling with people, as he checked their reservations. After a quick excursion through the business transaction he led the two of them to their honeymoon suite up on the third floor. He sighed as he opened the double doors and closed them behind her. He saw their luggage was all there and ready for them, until they would be given further instructions on what other Surprises their parents had in store for the two of them.