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Candace looked up at Dakota as he asked his question to Molly. Ah...that made sense. She stayed quiet for now, simply picking at Dakota's shirt and then walking her fingers up his chest, following the lines of his muscles as a path. Ah, Molly. So innocent. Candace chuckled when Molly explained her concern for them. "Molly, I think we're very comfortable like this. I like you close, you know that." She even reached for the girl to gently tug at her arm for emphasis. "I love you, Molly~. You know I don't take things like that lightly. There's room on the bed for all three of us, don't worry."

Molly had lowered her sleeves, and the blush had, thankfully, died down after some time. Her hazels slid between Candace and Dakota as they spoke…and honestly, Molly couldn’t grasp what they were talking about. She just didn’t get it. It wasn’t even a thought of a concern. Things were the way they were and she was fine with that, so she’d just nod her head and smile, because it had gotten her by this far.

“…Oh…I know you do, Miss Candace, and I love you too…and you as well, Shawty!” She beamed then, and her brows furrowed briefly as Dakota explained before they smoothed out. “…Oh…but…sharing is caring!” Yeah, it didn’t click, and maybe it never would. Things were fine for her, so everything was right as rain.

Dakota could feel the tension from Candace as soon as the words slipped from his mouth. To be honest, he had been thinking about Candace the same as Molly. He loved her enough to make her happy and to keep her friendship...but he couldn't be anything more to her than that? It was such a complicated and messed up Island love but....

He waited till Candace had taken the cupcakes before pulling on Molly's cheek, so he had her attention.

"Hey you..." he let go, "Don't change okay? If you ever feel uncomfortable something with me babe, let me know. Also..."

Srs face.

"How did you get Jeremy to get an easy bake oven?"

The tray was carefully picked up off the floor before Candace stood in one easy motion and headed into the kitchen, placing the tray on the counter with a soft sigh. She could hear them in the next room, and Molly's answer to Dakota's question to the easy bake oven did get a strange look. Catch what with...seriously? Oh, Molly. Never change, don't ever change. She did always think a little innocence on the island was necessary. Candace hummed quietly and picked up another cupcake, turning to lean back against the counter as she peeled away the little paper wrapper. She needed to calm down and distract herself away from what had just happened, it had been too...it wasn't uncomfortable, it was rather comfortable actually, but at the same time..

Molly really does make the best cupcakes.

So Dakota was saying he loved her. No big, right? Dakota was...just like Molly only more physical about his love than her. Right, yeah. He loved everyone. Surely he told every woman in his life that he loved her. Yeah, that was it.

She picked up another cupcake.

Men didn't usually just tell Candace they loved her. She could probably count on one hand the number of men who had: her first high school boyfriend, her dad, Jerry, Gale and now Dakota. Was there anyone else? None she could recall. There was one who said it in her dreams but they were simply that. Dreams.

She did want Dakota though. He was truly refreshing, a wonderful person to have around. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been so genuinely amused by something like what had just happened today.

"Molly, I'm going to eat all of these. Just thought you should know." Candace called out as casually as she would just inform Molly she was going out grocery shopping or something completely normal like that, her mouth was even full for the added emphasis of yes I'm eating them in here. She swallowed her bite and took a deep breath. It was okay. Dakota and Molly were two very similar people when it came to love. Right. Yes. That was it.

Candace came out of the kitchen again, the half-eaten cupcake in her hand, and she leaned against the wall of the kitchen entrance. She looked right at Molly while she ate...what was this? Her fourth cupcake?

You're going to make yourself sick.

Eh, whatever. I'll be fine.

"I don't suppose you brought pajamas or a change of clothes, Dakota?" The question was simply a formality, really. Candace didn't care how he dressed for bed.

“That’s fine, Candace!” Molly replied. “Just don’t make your tummy upset!” She then sat there like a good Molly did…until Dakota started stripping down. Despite being intimate with the Moon Hunter…she would never get used to it. That’s why she did this:



Don’t ask why she looked so haunted…she actually just remembered that she had only brushed one of the canon cats eleven strokes instead of the twelve strokes that Mister Muffins usually liked. Oh, but she was also really red too, because Dakota was only in his boxers. But also haunted because she forgot twelve strokes.

"I didn't break her..." Dakota eyed the redhead and grinned. "She just can't handle all of this still...." He waved his hand over his bare body and was about to comment to Molly why she looked like she had seen a ghost. He was not a ghost by all means after all.

He wasn't even white as a ghost. And he was really proud of his abs that had finally reached a full six pack. Deep lines and everything.

And then Candace was looking at him horrified too and he had no idea why...

"What? Why what? What?" He looked around himself, expecting an actual ghost or something. Oh nope, Candace had noticed his little haircut. Well....

"Well..." He was going to start the whole story of how Ryan thought it'd be funny to cut off his Fabio silken locks when Candace uttered that she couldn't be with him. Oh man, just a small spurt of panic and he laughed nervously....

"Well...I didn't actually do it Candace Babe...uh Ryan got ahold scissors and kind of had his way with my hair..." MORE NERVOUS LAUGHING.

NO ARE YOU SERIOUS CANDACE? He sent a very desperate worried look at Molly. She didn't seem to mind his hair cut either though!

Candace was trying so hard to keep a straight face. Deep down she did feel a little bad, he looked nervous, like he couldn't tell if she was serious or not. She toyed with his butchered hair, pouting her lips. He didn't look bad but it was fun to mess with him. Oh, the look on his face was just entirely too precious. The corner of Candace's mouth twitched in her struggle not to break and smile, especially when Molly chimed in to help him.

The nervous laughter was just too much.

She finally dropped her arms to hug around Dakota's middle, her cheek against his chest. "I'll miss it but I think you should charge Ryan for haircut rape," Candace laughed. "Molly's right, you do look good. You'll grow it back out though, right?" She pouted up at him and couldn't help but giggle. That look on his face had been priceless. "I'm getting better at that."

As for his earlier question on what she was wearing, Candace finally shrugged. "I don't know what I'm wearing to bed yet. We'll have to see~. Are you okay, Molly?" She'd had such a weird look on her face before. Was it...was it Dakota? But they'd...

...Really, Molly?

“I-I’m fine!” Molly squeaked, still looking away, her cheeks going red. She was obviously ashamed of her actions, of having her wicked way with Dakota. She was ashamed of tainting his purity with her fickle freckled hands. That was why she wouldn’t allow herself the pleasure of looking at his nude body. It reminded her that her cow had no honor.

Sadly, Molly just turned even more red as Dakota brought up the green teddy. She knew what happened the last time she wore that green teddy…

She looked like a fish out of water. Pretty speechless as her neck turned red now.