Risky Business

As Misty holds his hand for a moment, Jason lets his fingers curl around hers. He did care about her... and he knew that she understood that. 

Glancing back up as she does, his own soft smile forms. As she retreats though, he just stays where he is, watching her... trying to figure out what these feelings he had meant. His worst fear was misinterpreting what he felt since emotions still felt somewhat numb part of the time. But gauging Misty's response... he'd done no wrong and... what he felt was mutual. 

Finally letting the whole thing drop for now, Jason stands and brushes himself off, walking the few feet to where he'd left his guitar. Easing back down under the tree, he plucks a few strings before retuning a couple by ear. Picking another relaxing song, he plays and sings quietly. He wanted to play for Misty - not the whole park. 

Catching Misty's glance, Alec smirks at her. "Yeah, don't leave me alone too long with this stuff - I'm addicted already." Only after snitching another couple marshmallows does he let her have the bag. 

Roasting two on the end of his stick, he waits until they're brown before pulling them back from the fire. Content just with them, it's an awfully sticky, ooey-gooey mess, but as he licks his fingers, he realizes that it's kinda fun. 

Scooting over on the grass nearer Misty, he gives her an inquisitive look before tackling his second marshmallow. He didn't say anything though. He didn't ask. It really was none of his business, even if he was curious. Rethinking his speech, he simply thanks her instead. "Thanks for having me come with you guys tonight. It's been fun." 

Dani looks over at Dalton and smiles, grateful for his support. It really did mean a lot to her. "Thanks, Dalton. I know I can always count on you." 

Eventually the dark topic of Carson is dismissed and forgotten, leaving the lighthearted chatter once more. When dinner is finished, Dani opts to wait a while for dessert since they were both full, and a movie is popped in to watch. 

Settling in on the couch with Dalton, Dani curls himself in front of him, letting him drape his arm around her. Feeling his chest on her back and his strong arm holding her, she felt safe... protected. He was like a big blanket to keep her warm and ward away the shadows of the night. 

"Don't let me fall asleep," she muses. "If you do, you'll probably miss out on several kisses at least, along with that pie." 

Hunter laughs at Katie's enthusiasm. "I feel like I'm at Subway. I didn't know they made house calls." 

Jeff grins and shakes his head. "You know what I like... just throw a little of everything on there. I guarantee it's better than what I had for breakfast." 

"Anything is better than hospital food," Hunter agrees. For a brief moment, the image of the hospital back home flashes through his mind, and his friend lying in bed after the accident. And again, he felt the pangs of guilt for his recklessness that had hurt somebody. 

Realizing he was staring at the floor, he snaps up his gaze and stands, coming to help Katie. Snitching a little piece of cheese that had broken off a slice, he elbows her. "You sure you know what you're doing? Making subs is risky business."