Yeah, If you're going through hell
Keep on moving, Face that fire
Walk right through it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there
Yeah you might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there
Yeah.

Sunday…7:19 in the morning.

Life was good…no…great. Lindsey let out a soft sigh and snuggled up to the mass of warmth beside her. She smiled as the arm around her squeezed her tight. Yes, life was wonderful. Magnificent. Amazing. Lindsey felt safe. Felt alive. Danny pressed his lips to the top of her head. "Mornin'," he said drowsily.

"Umm, good morning," Lindsey said, titling her head up to look at him. She smiled when he kissed her. "Is this how you cheer up all you co-workers?" she teased.

"The Messer Magic," he answered. "Works every time." He laughed when she swatted at him playfully. Danny tightened his arms and rolled Lindsey on top of him. Capturing her lips again.

"Danny," Lindsey asked once the kiss was broken. She crossed her arms over his chest and lifted her head to look into his eyes.

"What is it, Montana?"

"Was this…was this just a," she struggled to find the words. Danny watched as pink rose into her cheeks. He knew what was on her mind. Knew that she wouldn't feel comfortable until she knew the answer.

"No, Lindsey," he said, taking the burden. "This wasn't a one night stand. I mean, it will be if you want it to be, but I don't know if I could handle that." Lindsey searched Danny's eyes. Looking for any hint that he was just saying what would make her feel better. She smiled and kissed him.

"I'm glad."

Sunday…7:28 in the evening.

Lindsey stood in her bedroom looking out of her window. She watched two children walking down the street with their parents. "What'cha lookin' at?" Danny asked, coming up and wrapping his arms around her. He rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Just people watching," she answered, turning in his embrace to face him. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "You really have to go?" she asked, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.

"Now, don't go doin' that," he said. "We talked about this."

"Yeah, I know, but it doesn't mean I have to like it." Danny smiled and then kissed her.

"You'll see me tomorrow."

"Not the same," she pouted. "Can't you just go get a change of clothes and come back?" Danny let out a sigh.

"Yeah, I guess I can do that," he said. "But on one condition," he quickly added.

"And what would that be?"

"You have to promise to let me get some sleep tonight." Lindsey gave a low, seductive laugh.

"We'll see," she said, coming up on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips.

Yes, life was good.

Thanks for reading...and for sticking with me. I guess it isn't too bad. Oh well. Thanks again!