November 13th, 2002
Danny sighed as he sat in front of the book reports he made his class write. They were absolutely awful. Were his students' seniors or first graders? It was hard to tell sometimes.
"Are you going to come to bed sometime tonight?" Ronnie asked walking up behind him.
"Maybe." Danny smiled. Ronnie wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his ear tenderly.
"Come to bed now. Please?" Danny smiled.
"Are you asking what I think you're asking?" Danny asked. Ronnie nodded as she kissed his neck again.
"I want you to come to bed. I want you to come." She said. Danny smiled and shut his folder.
"Oh I will." Danny got up, taking Ronnie's hand. His heart pounded in his chest. It had been a long time since they had been intimate with each other. Ronnie sat on the edge of the bed with the look in her eyes. "Oh boy."
"Excited?" Ronnie asked as she watched Danny quickly remove his clothes.
"Oh yes." Danny grinned as he took a step towards Ronnie. She lay back against the pillows. Her crawled over to her and kissed her neck. "Are you sure you want this? Are you ready?" Ronnie nodded.
"Yes. I'm totally ready." Ronnie said. Danny smiled.
"All right."
* * *
Ronnie smiled as the late morning sun woke her up. She felt extremely fulfilled and happy at that moment. It had been a long time since she had felt like this. She rolled over and cuddled into Danny.
"Good morning." Danny smiled softly.
"Good morning." Ronnie kissed his bare chest. "Did you sleep well?"
"The best I have in months." Danny admitted, "I felt like I actually had you right here in my arms." Ronnie smiled tenderly.
"I have always been right here. I was just distracted I guess." She said. Danny nodded.
"We all were." He smiled kissing her again.
"We need to do this more often." Ronnie giggled.
"What?"
"Lie naked in bed all day." Ronnie smiled.
"All day?" He asked, "Who says we're going to be here all day?"
"Me." Ronnie growled playfully. Danny chuckled as he gave her a hug.
"I like that idea." He said, "lucky for us that it's Saturday, huh?" Ronnie smiled as she straddled him.
"I love Saturdays when I spend them with you." Danny smiled as he put his hands on her hips.
"We'll spend every Saturday together for the rest of our lives." Danny smiled. That idea excited the both of them. The idea of spending every single Saturday for the rest of their lives in bed was amazing,
December 11th, 2002
"Do you. Do you think about me? Do you think about me, like I know you should? Do you sometimes stay awake at night until the morning light because you don't know what to do." Louisa sang at the piano. Ronnie smiled softly at her.
"You really do have a wonderful voice, Louisa." She said. Louisa chuckled softly.
"It's all right." She said with a slight blush.
"It's better than all right." Ronnie said, "I always wished I could sing or play the piano."
"It's not that hard." Louisa smiled, "I could teach you."
"Oh that's all right." Ronnie giggled.
"Sit." Louisa commanded. "Do you know how to read music?"
"Every good boy does fine and the F.A.C.E. right?" She asked. Louisa nodded.
"Yeah, but that's the tremble cleft scale or your right hand." She said, "See with pianos, you have two scales because you play with both hands. With your left hand its Good boys do fine always and All cows eat grass." She pointed to the bass cleft.
"Oh lord." Ronnie smiled. "I can't do this."
"Sure you can." She said, "Just practice the notes on paper first. That's your homework for tonight." Ronnie laughed softly.
"Thanks, Miss Finn." She smiled looking at the music, "I promise I'll practice. I have a piano, but it's just for show." Louisa laughed as they got up.
"An arrow through my heart. A piano should never be just for show. It's a beautiful instrument that should be played and enjoyed by all." Louisa winked.
"I promise, I'll learn and put the instrument to work." Ronnie said. Louisa smiled.
"Great."
* * *
Ronnie walked in to find Danny setting dinner on the table.
"Finally you're home, I was going to call out a search party." He said.
"Sorry. Louisa was showing me stuff on the piano. She thinks I may be able to learn to play well." She said. Danny chuckled.
"More than chop sticks? It'll be interesting." Ronnie stuck out her tongue and looked at the food that he was making.
"What's that?" She asked wrinkling her nose.
"It's pasta salad." Danny frowned, "You eat this all the time."
"I eat that?" Ronnie asked. Danny sighed dishing out a bowl full and handing it to her.
"Yes. I make it all the time." She smelled it and gagged.
"You did something to it." She put her bowl on the counter.
"I didn't do anything." Danny said. "Are you feeling all right?"
"I'm fine, but that pasta salad isn't." She said, "You can have that. I'll make my own dinner." Ronnie walked to the fridge and grabbed some lettuce.
"You've never complained about the salad before." He said as he sat down at the kitchen table.
"Well, I'm complaining now." Ronnie said, "It smelled gross and I can only imagine how it tasted." Danny took a bit of the pasta salad.
"It takes fine to me."
"Of course it tastes fine to you. You're a man. You have an iron stomach." She said. Danny laughed.
"Iron stomach. Right. I've seen you put away tons of food." He chuckled as he ate.
"But not stuff as disgusting as that salad that you're eating." Ronnie sat down with her green salad. For the rest of the dinner, Ronnie complained about Danny's pasta salad.