"How about..hm.." Steve looked intently at his cellphone calendar, "tomorrow afternoon?"
Danny made a disappointed noises as he searched his own pocket calendar. "I got late shift, babe."
"What? No, it says you've got early…?" the SEAL asked and showed Danny the screen of his cell.
"I told you yesterday that I'd switch with Alana."
"Oh," Steve remembered, "right, right. Okay, no problem. The day after tomorrow? You're back to early by then, right?"
"Steve, I know you want to forget it, but the governor is going to kill you if you don't come this party, dinner, gathering-of-important-people thingy."
"Urgh, that's on Friday already?" Steve slumped theatrical in his chair. Then he perked up a little, "maybe if you'd come along it wouldn't be too bad?"
"As appealing as it sounds to be the candy on your arm,-"
"Who says you are the candy in our relationship?"
"-but I've got Grace this weekend. And she's got her school play in the evening. I thought it would be a good reason to bail out early from your little dinner-party?"
Steve deflated horribly when he heard Danny would not come along, but now he was all ears again. Before he could agree eagerly, a warning finger was shoved under his nose.
"Just cutting it short, you hear me? No skipping it all together. Otherwise I'm getting called again and I'm not yet over the heart attack I got the first time the Governor of Hawaii called me, just because you didn't pick up your phone!" Danny shook his finger threateningly.
Steve beamed despite the finger, "I promise." Happily he typed in 'Gracie's Play' and after a slight kick to his ankles 'stupid dinner :(' as well.
"Alright," Steve announced when he finished, "so weekend is off-limits, too, with Grace being in the picture. Monday? No, wait. I'm heading with Kono to the big island then, won't be back until Tuesday afternoon-"
"-when I'll be at work again," Danny finished with a sigh. Frustrated he put his calendar on the table and picked up his beer again, squinting at the sun as he took a long swallow. Steve quickly followed suit.
"This isn't working," the SEAL commented unnecessarily.
"Guess not, no."
"How about now?" Steve rolled his head over to look at his lover.
"What? Right now? The BBQ-"
"-is not for another 4 hours. We've still got plenty of time."
"Huh. Yeah, okay, why not."
"Wow, that's the spirit," Steve's voice was dripping with sarcasm, but he still got up and pulled Danny to his feet as well.
"Well it's unexpected, I-"
Danny was stopped mid-sentence by Steve's mouth covering his'. Whatever he wanted to say turned into a moan of desire. When Steve's hands wandered down his backside he pulled away quickly but reluctantly. Steve grinned wickedly, knowing Danny was sold now.
"Come on," Danny grabbed Steve's hand and pulled him from the lanai into the house and up the stairs. "But be warned, if I'm limping because of you in front of our guests later, the full calendar is the least of your problems because you'll sleep on the couch for weeks to come."
Steve just grinned like the goof he was as they headed for the bedroom. Both very glad they didn't have to pencil sex into their schedule.