ONCE AGAIN... HUGE THANKS TO KIM!
I DON´T OWN THE SONG, NEITHER DOES RAYNA AND DEACON FOR THAT MATTER.
Deacon thought she was asleep. After all, she hadn´t moved in a while and her breathing was calm. Plus it was something she did, falling asleep during movies. He loves her for that, among other things. He doesn't dare to move; he is aware that the storm is beginning and he prefers if she is sleeping. He did truly misses holding her like this, being this near is actually great. Her perfume is all over him. Perhaps it is the rain or the fact that the last time they had been like this it was so wonderful, but Deacon needs to be close to her.
A deep sigh from Rayna takes Deacon out of his train of thought. "Darling, are you ok? I thought you were asleep." He asks her.
"Think I´m about to be… but… You know, the wind, the rain...It´s kind of hard," was all she could answer. The last time a storm had happened at night, she was awake all night long. She did have to work on that, she thought. With that, she lifts herself off of him.
He takes the chance to look at her, such a vision. "How about we watch another movie or play some cards?" he didn´t want to risk asking her about writing together, he is scared she might say no.
She sits straight across for him and finds the courage to ask him. "How about singing? Your guitar is right there… It may help me to take my mind off." And with that she lifts her eyes, looks at his; so clear, so blue, and maybe, so full of love? She doesn't want to think about it. Or does she? She is so confused; hopefully Deacon isn't.
He is on board with the idea the second she asks. They both get up from the floor and start gathering the remains of the food to take it to the kitchen.
While they are walking to the sink they are so into their own thoughts that they don't realiez both are heading in the same direction. By the time they both look up they are standing across from each other, four blue eyes meeting and talking a hell of a lot more than they want them to.
The both want to break the moment by moving to put the plates on the sink, but their hands collide and Deacon takes Rayna's hands in his own. "Let me do the dishes babe."
Rayna smiles at him, their hands still joined. "No, you brought the food. You´re keeping me company. And you're about to play guitar for me, right? So, let me."
"I don´t think so. The kitchen is not your place Ray. We both know it," he answers her, grinning. With a shove of his hip to her he tries to make her move from there, which only causes Rayna to stumble and almost fall to the floor, except he has her hands wrapped around his, so to prevent her from falling he pulls her to him.
Like a reflex, his hands find their way to her waist, her hands to his chest, faces inches apart from each other. They can feel each other's breath; so close, so sweet, so in need of a little of love.
"See babe, you can´t even stand still in here," he whispers to her.
Words seem to have disappeared for Rayna. He is standing there, in her kitchen. His hands on her waist, she can nearly feel them over her skin. This is not good. She is slowly getting hot and he is not helping. Her mind is everywhere.
Once again, their eyes meet and he can´t bear it anymore. He clears his throat and moves his hand from her. "Why don´t you take the ice cream out and I'll clean?" And with that she moves past him to the fridge.
While Rayna takes the ice cream out, Deacon starts with the dishes. She perches on one of the bar stools near the counter and just looks at him being all "man of the house", taking charge and taking care of her. It's like old times, when they used to spend time at the cabin, with hardly a bit of clothes on. Why does her mind keep drifting to those things? She doesn't know, but it isn't easy to be so close to him with these ideas on her brain.
To take her mind off of it, she starts humming a song she has heard the girls plays these past few days.
"What's that you're humming Ray?" the curiosity over takes him and he turns around to look at her, to make sure he is hearing right.
"Don't know really… Something I heard the girls play this week. Why?" she looks at him quizzically.
He starts to laugh. "You really don't know? You should pay more attention to the people you work with babe. It's a Juliette Barnes's song."
"No way! It can't be". She has a horrified look on her face.
"Yes, it is". He cannot contain his laughter. He goes to grab his guitar, takes it out, and perches himself on the bar stool next to her.
"Is this what you are humming?" With that he starts to play the acoustic version of Juliette's song and sings to her, looking into her eyes.
"You must've hit me when I wasn't looking. Woke up dizzy, I can't remember nothing. Oh, oh but those sweet blue eyes." She can`t help but sing along.
"I'm seeing flashbacks dancing in my mind. The way you kissed me as sweet as summertime. And I don't stand a chance. Oh, 'Cause boy I was ruined the second you walked in the room".
Deacon stops playing and they both take a moment to realize they are singing at each other. Yes, a Juliette Barnes's song, but they are so deep into what they are saying they couldn't care less at the moment.
A minute later he is playing again and they are singing together.
"It feels like you've gone and put a spell on me. You shook my world apart and suddenly. I'm helpless, reckless, so baby I lost my mind. And tonight your love is hypnotizing. Hypnotizing."
Deacon notices that Rayna is so focused on the lyrics that when he stops singing to listen to her, she doesn't became aware of it. He is getting a Rayna James show, just for him. And boy, what a show.
"The way you touch me, boy you send me flying. The way you move me is electrifying. Oh, rushing through my veins. I try to fight it but I'm powerless. I'm no match for what I'm up against. But I keep giving in. And I don't have a prayer, oh but honey I don't even care."
With that last line, Rayna stands up and puts her hands over Deacon`s, never breaking the eye contact that had began with the song. He stops playing and she takes the guitar out of his hands and places it on the counter top.
The only word he can mutter is her name "Ray".
Her eyes are fixed on him. His eyes. His lips. Without a second thought, she takes his face in her hands and kisses him.
