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Chapter Two

Sunlight streaming into the room, brought Darien awake. Serena was curled into his side, with her head on his shoulder, still asleep. Her long hair lay across his chest in a thick plait. He smiled lazily and moved her slowly so as not to wake her, easing his way off the bed. Pulling on some pants he made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen. He wasn't surprised to find the maid just setting his morning coffee on the counter. He nodded his thanks. She smiled at him and held up two different newspapers for him to choose from. He indicated the right one and she placed it by his hand and left the kitchen. He ignored the paper and sipped at his coffee while staring out the window.

" And people say I'm the dreamer." Serena said from the door, watching his face change from distant to relaxed and loving. She walked forward and plonked herself in his lap, kissing him goodmorning.

Hello you

" Hello yourself, Mr I'm-going-to leave-the-bed-without-giving-Serena-her- goodmorning-kiss." Serena said gaily.

Sorry Ma'am. Won't do it again Ma'am Darien saluted.

" You had better not Mr." Serena replied poking him in the chest.

Bossy Darien signed at her back, as she walked over to the fridge and scanned the contents.

" I know what you just did." Serena said without turning around.

Darien shrugged and sat back in his chair, enjoying the sight of Serena's butt as she contemplated what she was going to eat for breakfast. He smirked and quietly moved behind her, swatting her backside, then quickly darting back to his seat as she turned around.

" Did you do that?" She asked him.

No

" You sure?"

Positive

" Must have been a mosquito. That'll be a whopper by the end of today."

I'll rub in some cream tonight when I get home if you like

" I'll bet you will." Serena said candidly, arching an eyebrow at him. She turned back to the fridge and scanned the contents again.

Darien sat in his chair smirking at her back, pleased with himself for getting away with it. He contemplated doing it again, but thought better of it, not trusting his luck to last another time. He watched Serena make her selection and close the fridge, scanning the phone messages pinned there as she did so. She turned slowly, took aim, and let rip.

Darien jumped back as freezing cold whipped cream spewed forth from the can Serena was holding, aimed at him. His face and chest was covered in no time and he would have hollered if he could have. When the can finally emptied of all its contents Serena Fell back against the fridge, laughing as if she wouldn't stop.

" That'll teach you to swat my butt." She laughed.

Darien sent her a look that said ' you had better run, because when I catch you I'm not going to be the only one covered in whipped cream'. Serena saw it and fled from the kitchen, Darien close behind her. They ran, laughing through the large house, Darien dripping rapidly melting cream and Serena laughing hysterically, pushing things into Darien's path as she passed them. He jumped most of them and continued chasing her until she was backed up against the glass doors leading out into the garden. They were locked when Serena reached them and she turned quickly towards Darien's oncoming form. She stood still waiting for him to reach her.

What, no pleading?

"Wouldn't do any good would it?" Serena said, her voice light.

Not a bit Darien moved forward slowly, step by step, getting closer and closer to her. Most of the cream had dripped off, leaving a trail behind on the floors they had crossed, but there was still enough to rub off on Serena when he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against his body. She squealed and pushed at him, laughing hard.

" Beast! Grot! Monster!" She said, laughingly.

That'll teach you to cover me in whipped cream Darien smiled down at her.

" Well it could have been the mustard or the horseradish. At least you got the nice stuff." Serena said indignantly.

I'll have to wash my hair now Darien signed, when a chunk of cream- soaked hair fell into his eyes.

" And they say us women are the ones who are looks conscious!" Serena said.

No matter how much time I spend in the bathroom, my love, YOU"LL still take longer

" Hmph, I still don't think it's normal for a guy to spend as much time in that bathroom as you do." Serena replied playfully.

We could halve the time and take a shower together

" That wouldn't halve the time, it would double it!"

I still like the idea " Me too, but I've got to meet some people today and I've already lost half the time I needed to get ready, thanks to you." Serena said, punching him lightly on the shoulder.

Suit yourself. Do you want first shower?

" No, I think you had better take it." Serena pinched her nose. The cream was starting to thicken and smell a bit.

Darien whacked her backside again and sauntered off to the shower. Serena walked back to the kitchen and pulled a message off the fridge that she'd seen before she let the whipped cream loose on Darien. It was addressed to her and had a name that was vaguely familiar, but didn't ring any bells. The phone number was out of state, so she decided to call back when she got to work.

Her company, Endless Childhood, employed and found jobs for nannies, social workers, primary school teachers, kids clowns and care workers. Currently the number of patrons where in the thousands and Serena was being forced to enlarge her work force and premises. As well as a new pre-school and childcare, Endless Childhood, was building a hospital for disabled children, mainly those unable to see, hear or talk. Health inspectors and government officials had been streaming in endlessly, and Serena thanked her lucky star that today was her last scheduled day for these visits. She stuffed the note into her briefcase, just as she heard the shower upstairs turn off. She left her briefcase next to the front door, and took the steps two at a time, sailing past Darien as he exited the bathroom.

" Mina, could you find out who this is please?" Serena asked as she passed Minas desk, placing the note face up on top of her computer.

" Sure. Hang on a minute, I know that name!" Mina exclaimed, quickly punching it into her computer. " Yep! Ken Cathart, from the Controlled Learning Centre in Central Europe. He's the one you met at the Learning for the Disabled convention last year, and said you really liked."

" I remember. Wonder why he called?"

" Only one way to find out." Mina said.

Serena smiled at her and walked down the corridor to her office. She sat down behind her desk and contemplated the phone for a while. She punched in the number on the note and waited while it rang at the other end.

Ok, I suck at funny stuff, and I've been reading too many Mills and Boon. Please tell me whether I should continue. Tandem