"Yeah, I like that chord right there a lot. It adds a lot of intensity to the song." Rayna said as Deacon wrote down the notes on the piece of paper.
"You know, Watty was against this. He thinks it's bad enough we're living together, he doesn't think we should be a professional partnership too."
Deacon looked up from the notepad and smirked. "Well, we'll just have to prove him wrong, won't we? This song is killer, Ray."
Rayna felt a blush form on her cheeks as she smiled and nodded. He'd been doing it for a while, but she never stopped smiling every time he called her "Ray".
"So whatcha think? Anything you want to add to it?"
Rayna shook her head. "Nope, I don't think so. I think it's perfect. What do you think?"
Deacon shook his head. "Nope. I think we should play through it once, what do you say?"
Rayna nodded as Deacon picked up his guitar, picking out a couple chords before Rayna picked up the notepad and held it between them, smiling up at him before he played the opening to the song.
XXX
"Watty's definitely going to change his tune when he hears how killer that song is!" Rayna exclaimed, setting the pad on the table. "It's amazing, Deacon, you did an amazing job."
Deacon shook his head bashfully as he set his guitar on the floor next to the couch. "No, Ray, this was all you." He had a smile on his face as he looked at Rayna. "I just contributed the guitar playing part."
Rayna giggled and shrugged. "Maybe, but you also contributed the entire bridge. It wasn't all me..."
Deacon shook his head. "No, it was all you. And I, for one, am amazed at how amazing it is. Are you sure this was your first time writing?"
Rayna nodded. "Yup, but you did help me."
Deacon laughed. "Nope, I didn't. This was all you. And I'm going to make sure Watty knows that."
"Maybe, but Watty is practically my father, so who's he going to believe?" Rayna asked, nonchalantly moving closer to Deacon, if that was even possible.
"Probably me, since he'll most likely kill you when he hears we wrote it together."
Rayna shook her head. "See, that's where you're wrong. And I know how much you hate being wrong." She smiled before she felt Deacon's hot breath on her mouth, and she swallowed hard.
"Am I wrong, Ray? Really?"
Rayna shook her head slightly before Deacon leaned forward and took her lips in his own, and she wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed right there on the couch.
Rayna moaned softly as Deacon pushed her down lightly, climbing on top of her as the two of them kissed, hands exploring each others bodies.
XXX
"If every writing session ends like that, I think I can learn to enjoy this." Rayna said breathlessly, running her fingers up and down Deacon's chest.
Deacon chuckled before kissing her forehead. "You mean you didn't enjoy it before?" Rayna just giggled and tilted her head up to kiss him again.
They soon got lost in each other once again, smiles on their faces and bodies tangled up with each other. Yeah, they could get used to writing together.