Prompt: Sex
Don arrived home and found Lindsay in the kitchen, holding a large envelope.
"Hey, Linds," he said leaning in and kissing her cheek. She didn't move, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she said, "actually everything's perfect." She smiled widely at him and held up the envelope, "These are from the lawyer."
Don's eyebrows rose, "Divorce papers?"
She nodded, "Finalized."
"Danny signed? I thought you were going to have to contest."
Lindsay nodded, looking away for a moment, "I think Maria talked him into it. Tried to make him see that it was the best thing to do. He still isn't happy about us."
Don nodded, "Well I can't blame him there. Best friends aren't supposed to fall in love with each other's wives."
"It wasn't like that," she said firmly.
"Hey," he said, pulling her close, "you know how I feel about you. Us being together isn't wrong."
"I know," she said smiling and hugging him, "I also know that you feel guilty about hurting Danny and that's why we've waited so long to be together."
He nodded and she pulled away to grab the envelope again, "But we don't have to wait any longer."
Don stood still for a moment, trying to get control of his raging lust. He'd waited a year to be with this woman, but he'd been celibate a lot longer, wanting her a lot longer, and now that the time was here he had to control himself, had to make sure he did this right because this moment would never happen again.
"Where's Eva?" he asked.
"She's with Maria. I wanted her to know that she'd still be a part of her life, that she'd always be her grandmother. She's spending the night," Lindsay tells him before he can even ask.
He comes closer, his hand lifting to her cheek. Her eyes close and her head tilts so she can kiss his fingers.
"You sure about this?" he asked, "We waited a long time, we can wait longer if you need some time after the divorce or if you…"
"I don't want to wait," she said, her eyes bright with so much love it humbled him, "I love you Donnie, and I don't want to wait anymore."
Don let out a sigh of relief, "Good, that's really good, Lindsay."
She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on top toe so she could kiss him. She gasped as he lifted her up in his arms, feeling like she was in a fairytale as he carried her back to the bedroom they no longer had to share chastely.
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Don laid her down on the bed softly, pulling away to shed his shoes and coat before lying down next to her.
They slept on this bed together of months, sharing kisses, even touches above their clothes, but they'd never done more than that. Somehow, they both knew they wouldn't be able to stop once they started, so they never started at all.
"I'm nervous," she said, giggling a little, "That seems silly, doesn't it?"
He shook his head, "Not at all, doll, not at all. I'm nervous too, if it makes you feel better."
"You're not just saying that?"
"No, trust me. I haven't had sex in over a year, Lindsay. I'm just hoping I don't embarrass myself and disappoint you."
She smiled and raised a hand to lie on his cheek, "You could never disappoint me. It's an impossibility."
"Good," he said, his hands in her hair, pushing it away from her face, "Good. You're really beautiful, just beautiful."
Her eyes shined and he leaned down to kiss her, his mouth moving slowly over hers. She reached up, her hand on his shoulders as he deepened the kiss.
"Don," she whispered reaching down to pull her shirt off.
He stopped her, hands covering hers, "You really sure, Lindsay? There's no going back after this."
Lindsay smiled, "I don't want to go back, Don, not ever."
Don smiled back and kissed her, "I love you Lindsay Monroe."
"I love you too. No more waiting, no more worrying, just us."
He smiled even wider and kissed her more deeply, "Just us."
