As I've stated before, since the show refuses to show Lacey's family, I'll do it here. This won't ever be the Jo show. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!
Danny is unusually quiet on the drive to take Lacey home, and she fears the worst. She's thinking he said what he said to her to make her comfortable, but can't wait to take her home and get rid of her. Even if that is the case, she's glad that she was honest with him and informed him of her not so great past. She doesn't want it hanging over her head like a mushroom cloud. She fears hearing him say it, though. It will hurt too much for him to just up and walk out of her life. In this short period of time, Danny has become increasingly important to her. He's right up there with Clara and her mom. She had no intentions of moving to Green Grove and falling in love with someone. And especially not this soon. But it happened, and there's nothing she can do about it. You can't help who you love or when it happens.
Again, Lacey dreads hearing him say it, but it needs to be said sooner rather than later. Like ripping off a bandage. Better to just do it, and let it hurt later. Lacey looks over at Danny, who seems lost in thought. "You're awfully quiet, Danny." Lacey states unsteadily.
Danny looks over at her and gives her a slight grin. "I'm sorry. I guess I was a little lost in thought."
"I know what I told you was a lot to take in. I'm sorry it's making you think too much." Lacey offers sadly.
Suddenly Danny pulls the car over and parks in front of a house. He turns his body towards her. "Lacey, you shouldn't be thinking the worst. I don't feel any differently about you than I did yesterday." He says as he grabs her hand. "But I am thinking about us."
"Ok. What about us?" Lacey asks nervously.
"I feel bad about the things we did. I feel like I may have pushed you too far. Had I known what you went through with that asshole Timmy, I would have kept my hands to myself. I'm sorry for that."
Lacey takes off her seatbelt and slides her body closer to his as she reaches up and touches his face. "You shouldn't feel bad about that Danny. Everything that happened between us, I wanted to happen. You didn't push me too far. If I didn't want you to touch me, I would have told you not to. I love and enjoy all that's happening with us. Sure, I'm not ready to go all the way, but I want to. Please don't ever compare yourself to Timmy. Your touch feels nothing like his."
Danny breathes out a sigh of relief. "Good. I was really feeling bad about that, Lace."
Lacey leans over and kisses him. "And that's why I love you. I know you would never hurt me the way that he did."
Danny deepens the kiss. "No, I would never hurt you, Lacey. And from now on, we don't ever have to talk about him again."
Lacey smiles. "Great. Because he's somebody I want to forget. I probably never will, but I don't want to talk about him or it."
"Good." Danny says as he starts the car back up and continues to drive Lacey to her house. When they get there, Lacey sees her mother's car in the driveway. She sees that Danny is turning off the car and getting out.
Lacey looks at him a little confused. "What are you doing?" Lacey asks.
"I'm coming in. That's ok, isn't it?" Danny responds.
"Yes, it's ok. But don't you have to get back home?"
"Not really. My parents pretty much let me do what I want because I don't give them any trouble. I wouldn't just stay out all night without their permission, but I really don't have a curfew."
Lacey starts to giggle as they walk up the walkway to her front door. "It must be great being a boy and the only child." Lacey states.
"Yes. it is. But it gets lonely sometimes not having a sibling to help me deal with my parents."
"Having a sibling is awesome. I plan to have more than one when I have kids."
"Me too." Danny says as Lacey opens the front door and walks in with Danny. She calls out, "I'm home" as she shuts and locks the door. She takes her jacket off and hangs it on the coat rack and Danny does the same. Lacey sits her school bag right next to the coat rack. Clara comes tumbling down the stairs.
"Hi Lace Face. Hi Ala-, I mean Danny." Clara says as she starts to blush because she's a little embarrassed.
Danny furrows his brow and looks at Clara suspiciously before grinning at her.
Lacey giggles. "She was about to call you Aladdin. She thinks you look like him." Lacey says, as Clara looks even more embarrassed.
Danny chuckles. "The Disney prince, Aladdin?" Danny asks. "Yeah, I've heard that before." Danny confesses.
Clara pipes up. "Then that makes you Princess Jasmine, Lace." Clara chirps.
Lacey shakes her head and laughs lightly. "Calm down Clar Bear. Where's Mom?"
"In her room. She said she was going out when you got home. What are you guys gonna do?" Clara asks in a sing-song voice. She's trying to suggest something, but Lacey isn't falling for it.
"Nothing. We're just gonna go up to my room and hang out." Lacey says to her precocious little sister.
Clara's eyes widen in surprise. "You guys are gonna hang out with Mom here? Or you're just gonna wait until she leaves?"
Lacey sighs and looks over at Danny who is pleasantly amused. "I don't know what you think we're gonna do, Clara. We're really gonna just hang out. Besides, I couldn't do anything with you here. Your mind has been in the gutter a lot lately."
"I learned from you!" Clara says as she laughs and runs to the kitchen.
Lacey and Danny both laugh as they start to go up the steps. Lacey opens her bedroom door and turns on the light before guiding Danny in. Danny walks in and goes straight over to sit on her bed. As he looks around he says, "I'm not surprised that you have a pink room."
"Hush." Lacey says while laughing. She walks over to her closet to take her pumps off and puts them in there while sliding her feet into her pink bunny slippers. She walks back over to sit on the bed next to Danny. "So what do you wanna do, Mr. Desai?"
Just as she's asking him that, Judy walks up and stands in the doorway. She's a little startled by Danny sitting next to Lacey on her bed. "Hi darling. Hi Danny. What are you two up to?" Judy casually asks as she leans on the door frame and folds her arms.
"Nothing yet. We just got here. You look nice. What are your plans for tonight?" Lacey asks while taking in her moms appearance. She's dressed in a gray suit with pleats at the bottom of the jacket.
"I'm just going our for a drink with some nurses I work with. But I'll cancel and stay home if you need me to." Judy says.
Lacey knows what her mom is getting at. "No, you don't have to do that, Mom. Are you afraid Danny and I are gonna do something inappropriate?" Lacey asks casually. Danny stiffens and looks over at her.
"No, I don't think that. I have my little spy here." Judy teases, referring to Clara. "That isn't what I meant.''
Lacey gets it now. She's worried about her. She doesn't have to be with Danny. Lacey lets out a sigh. "Mom, it's ok. Danny knows. Everything is fine."
Judy's eyes widen in surprise. "Really?" Judy asks as she looks from Lacey to Danny. Danny nods his head yes. "So how did that come up?" Judy asks in concern.
There's no way in the world Lacey can tell her mom that she fell asleep in Danny's arms after fooling around. Lacey looks over at Danny before she tells her mother the half truth. "I fell asleep while Danny and I were watching a movie and I had a bad dream. Danny was concerned, so I told him what I was dreaming about."
Judy slightly frowns. "And you had a bad dream last night too. Are you sure you don't need to start counseling again?"
Shit. Danny didn't know about the nightmare last night. Thanks Mom.
"I'm fine. I was just stressed out about telling him. I'm ok. I promise." Lacey says as she smiles at her mother, hoping she'll just drop it.
Judy still isn't convinced. "One more bad dream, and I'm making you an appointment. Got it?" Judy says.
"Got it." Lacey says. She wishes her mother hadn't brought that mess up.
"Well, I'm getting ready to leave. I'm keeping my cell on if you need me." Judy says as she starts to leave. "Oh, and don't try to make any babies while I'm gone." Judy says as she finally leaves Lacey's doorway.
Lacey is beyond embarrassed. "Mom!" Lacey calls after her. Danny thinks it's funny. They just sit there in silence as they hear her heels make their way down the hall and down the steps. Moments later, they hear the front door open and close. Danny turns to Lacey, ready to speak, when Lacey puts her arm up to stop him. "Wait." She says. Sure enough, Clara comes and stands in the doorway, grinning.
"Mom's gone." Clara says as she continues to grin at Lacey and Danny.
Lacey gets up and walks over to her door and lightly pushes Clara to her room. Once they're in there, Lacey goes in to big sister mode. "I don't need you to check on me to see if I'm ok while I'm with Danny anymore. I told him about Timmy." Lacey says to her best friend in the world.
"Ok. So he's ok with everything?" Clara asks in concern for her sister.
"Yes. Everything is fine." Lacey says as she hugs Clara. "Don't tell Mom we had the door closed, ok?"
"Ok. You guys are gonna do it, aren't you?" Clara says to Lacey.
"No. I'm not ready for that yet, Clara." Lacey admits truthfully.
"Oh. Well have fun, Sissy. I'm just gonna watch tv."
"Ok." Lacey says as she walks out of Clara's room and back to her own. She walks in and closes and locks the door. She then walks over to her shared bathroom door with Clara, and locks Clara's side of the door. She comes back and starts to undress. Danny is watching her every move.
"What are you about to do, Lace? And what about Clara?" Danny asks while getting excited.
"Clara's not gonna say anything and she won't bother us either. I'm just gonna hop in the shower, and then I'm all yours." Lacey says as she walks into the bathroom in just her underwear.
"Want me to join you?" Danny asks eagerly.
Lacey pokes her head back out the door as she's taking off her bra. "What?" Lacey asks in mock ignorance.
"I was just wondering if you needed me to wash your back." Danny asks with the look that Lacey loves on his face.
Lacey toys with him further. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you said. Could you repeat the question?"
"You heard me, Lace. I know you can't possibly be embarrassed. I've already seen you naked." Danny says.
Lacey thinks for a moment. Why not?
She steps out of her panties and says, "Come on."
Danny undresses quickly and walks into the bathroom with her. Danny is too excited for words.
Joe and Phoebe are at her house just hanging out after the game. Joe prefers to go to her house because Phoebe's dad never bothers them. Phoebe's mom, Patricia died when she was 2. She died in a head on collision that killed the drunk driver that hit her also. Phoebe's father Michael, distraught and heartbroken over losing his wife, and now solely responsible for raising his daughter on his own, never remarried. He was still in love with his wife. And he adored his daughter immensely.
So they're just sitting around in her room with Joe brings up his second favorite subject, Danny. His first favorite subject is of course himself. He hopes Lacey told Phoebe something so he can know everything that's going on with them. Danny and Lacey's relationship isn't his concern, but he wants to know anyway. He feels that as Danny's friend, he's entitled to know his business. Yet, he hasn't told Danny that he's sleeping with Regina. Joe Masterson is the biggest narcissist and hypocrite in the world.
"Do you think Danny and Lacey are having sex?" He asks Phoebe cooly.
Phoebe wonders why he cares. "No I don't. Why?"
"How else would you explain them becoming a couple so fast and them spending so much time together?" Joe asks Phoebe like she really knows and like it's really something he deserves to know.
"I don't know. Maybe they just really like each other and really like spending time together. What's wrong with that?"
Joe thinks for a minute. "I don't buy it or get it. I mean, she just moved here and she's already Danny's girlfriend. I don't know what's gotten into Danny."
Phoebe huffs. "What do you mean Joe? You don't think Danny should be dating her?" Phoebe asks, hoping the reason he feels this way isn't the reason she thinks.
"I mean, she just doesn't seem like Danny's type." Joe says while looking at Phoebe strangely.
"I thinks she's exactly his type, if he has one. Lacey's great. Maybe you should get to know her."
"Yeah she seems pretty cool, but she just doesn't look like she should be with Danny."
"Joe, please shut the hell up. You are being ridiculous. And I don't like it one bit. I know what you're trying to say, and it's just wrong."
Joe frowns. "Ok. Jeez. I'm sorry for talking about your friend." He says it but doesn't mean it at all.
"Well Danny is your friend, so you should be happy for him like I am. Lacey makes him happy, and she feels the same way about him."
Joe perks up. Now we're getting somewhere. "She told you that?" Joe asks innocently.
"Yes she did."
"What else did she tell you?"
"Nothing else." Phoebe lies.
"Oh come on. I see how much you two talk. I know something came up during your Girl Talk sessions."
"She didn't tell my anything else, Joe." Phoebe lies again.
"Then what was so funny when you two were sitting in your car?"
Think Phoebe. Think of a quick lie! "We were just talking about that part on the movie Bridesmaids when they went to try on the dresses."
Joe is disappointed, but refuses to give up that easily. He knows Phoebe knows something. "Oh, is that all? I thought she was telling you what I interrupted them doing the other day."
Why does he care so much about what Danny and Lacey do? "Nope. I should be asking you that since you were there. What do you think you interrupted?" Phoebe asks, turning the tables on him.
"I think they were getting ready to have sex. They couldn't have already been doing it, because they were both fully dressed when he opened the door."
"Well, there you go. They weren't having sex." Phoebe offers as a suggestion for him to leave it alone.
"No they weren't, but I think they were ready to. When his mom knocked on the door and told him I was there to see him, he told her to tell me he was busy. He didn't open the door until his mom asked what he was busy doing."
Phoebe exhales in agitation. "Why do you care so much, Joe? If they are, isn't that between them? Are you jealous or something?"
"Jealous? Of what?" Joe asks incredulously. Why would the magnificent Joe Masterson be jealous of anybody?
"Maybe you're jealous Danny is having sex and you aren't." Phoebe adds sharply. Too bad she doesn't know that Joe is having sex, just not with her.
I'm fucking Regina, so why would I be jealous of Danny fucking Lacey? But Joe decides to throw a guilt trip Phoebe's way. "Well, maybe if we were having sex, I wouldn't be." Take that.
"Don't try that guilt crap with me, Joe. I told you I'm not ready." Phoebe says with a sharpness in her tone again. Joe is really working on her nerves.
"Well, what about doing other things? You should at least be ready to do some other things by now. Look how long we've been together. Danny has been with Lacey a week and he's already screwing her." It seems Joe isn't quite finished with his guilt trip.
Phoebe just looks at him stunned. "Have you ever thought that maybe I want to offer things to you? Maybe you should just shut up and chill. Trying to make me feel guilty for not being ready isn't fair and it isn't going to work, Joe."
"Can I at least get a hand job? I need it."
Phoebe gives him the same look she just gave him. He hasn't heard a thing she said.
As Lacey steps into the shower, Danny follows her in. She reaches for her loofah sponge and pours body wash into it and hands it to Danny. "You can wash my back, then you've gotta get out." Lacey says jokingly.
Danny takes the loofah from her hands and ignores what she just said. He starts to wash her back and continues washing the rest of her body. He takes his time and is incredibly gentle with her. If Lacey was ready, she'd probably have sex with him right then and there. but she isn't. So she has to settle for other things. One day soon though. Right now she has to deal with them just using their hands and mouths to give each other pleasure. While he's still washing her, she locks eyes with him and reaches down to stroke his penis and takes her other hand to stroke his balls. She continues to stroke him until he moves her hand away. He then takes over and starts to to slide his fingers into her and massages her clit with his thumb. His repeated motions are a little too much for her to handle and she moans loudly. She looks horrified, hoping that Clara didn't hear her.
"We need to move to my room before Clara hears us." Lacey says as she turns off the water and gets out the shower. She grabs towels for both of them and they leave the bathroom and make their way over to her bed.
They've hardly had any time to dry off before Danny removes her towel and then his own. Lacey lays down on the bed and Danny lies on top of her as they start to kiss. They start to kiss feverishly. Danny goes in for her neck and then travels down to her breasts. He kisses all over them before he focuses on her nipples while simultaneously gliding his fingers in and out of her. Her wetness has driven him wild. He starts to kiss her stomach and gives her that devilish grin again before he starts to kiss her other pair of lips. As his tongue makes contact with her clit, Lacey cries out his name. It's pretty hard to keep quiet because his actions are pushing her past her limit. Her body starts to shake as the orgasm takes over. Danny moves from between her legs to beside her. Lacey is starting to come down from her high so that she can reciprocate. She's about to take him into her mouth, when Clara knocks at the door.
"Lacey, I'm sorry to bother you guys, but Mom wants to speak to you. She wanted to know why you aren't answering your phone." Clara says apologetically.
Lacey looks up at Danny and says, "I'm sorry." As she gets up to throw her robe on. She eases out of the room to take Clara's phone. Clara is grinning from ear to ear because she knows something was going on in Lacey's room.
"Hello, Mom. I didn't hear my phone because it's in my purse downstairs." Lacey rolls her eyes and Clara giggles. "No, I'm not trying to make any babies, Mom." Lacey says truthfully.
You can't get pregnant that way, after all.