Chapter 2 – A Call From Danno

Los Angeles CA, the next day, 7 a.m.

Her cell phone wakes her, and she answers without checking the display.

"Hey, Danno, what's up? Is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine, kiddo. Why wouldn't it be?"

"Oh, I dunno," Gracie says, rolling her eyes. "Maybe 'cause it's, like, four in the morning where you're calling me from?"

"Is it?"

"Yeah. And you know it, too."

"Hey, cut me some slack, will you? I just wanted to be the first one to wish my baby girl good luck on her new job."

She rolls her eyes again, as William begins to stir beside her.

"Danno, it's not a new job 'til I'm hired, and I haven't even met the guy yet."

"What time's your interview?"

"Eleven."

"How you getting there?"

"It looks like a nice day, so I'll probably jog."

"Can't William drive you? Grover says it's kinda seedy where you're gonna be."

"And I have a permit to carry." She feels Will's tongue in her ear and just barely holds in a gasp. "And William's gotta be at the Academy for orientation at nine, remember?"

"Oh, yeah. I forgot that was today." There's a short pause, then he asks, oh-so-casual: "So where is the boy, anyway?"

"At his place," Gracie says, feeling her temper start to rise as her father's real reason for calling so early becomes crystal clear.

"And where, pray tell, are you?"

"At his place with him."

A longer pause now, as Will's teeth tug at the string meant to hold her bikini top closed. The top falls open, and halfway across the Pacific Danno finds his voice again.

"Gracie, damnit, it's 7 a.m. there!"

"No shit, Dad. I can read a watch same as you."

"Is he there with you now?"

Oh yeah, she thinks, biting back a moan as Will suckles first one breast then the other, her nipples rock-hard and glistening under his swirling tongue.

"He's having breakfast in bed," she manages to blurt out, hoping her father hasn't noticed the sudden change in her breathing.

"How quaint," Danno mutters. "Gracie, you know I'd rather have you sleeping in your own bed, in the nice apartment your mother and I are paying for." Then almost to himself he adds, "You can sleep with him after you're married."

Gee, Dad, thanks for your permission.

Before she can reply, Will's tongue moves on from her chest to probe her belly button, and Gracie knows she has to end this call now.

"Look, Danno, I'm free, white, and twenty-one, so where and when I sleep, or who I sleep with, is really none of your goddamn business."

She flips the phone shut and tosses it onto the nightstand. Will looks up from her wet belly and grins at her.

"That went well, huh?"

"Didn't know you were listening," she says, returning his grin. "Now shut up and finish your meal."