When Danielle woke up the next morning, Joey was still sleeping soundly.
Sighing, she climbed out of bed, and walked down the hall to check on Noah.
She slowly pushed the door open, and peeked inside.
"Oh my god!" she said, jumping. "Justin! You scared the crap out of me! What are you doing here?!"
Justin was sitting in the rocking chair, gently rocking Noah.
He grinned. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. We all got back so late, mom was asleep, and so was Jonathan, so we all just decided to crash here."
"Oh, ok." she knelt down and scooped Noah up into her arms. "Morning baby."
"What, don't I get a morning, baby?" Justin asked.
Danielle cocked an eyebrow at him. "I'm not sure you deserve one."
"I'm pretty sure I do. I've been up with Noah since four. He'd been screaming, so, I came in. Poor kids teething."
"You could have woken me up."
Justin shook his head. "I'm trying to be more responsible, and Noah's my second priority."
"Second?" she asked coolly, setting Noah down in his crib, because he had fallen back asleep. "What's your first?"
"You. Getting you back. Once I have you back, you and Noah will both be my top priority."
Danielle stood frozen, starring into Justin's icy blue eyes. "You have me." she murmured.
"What?" Justin asked in shock.
"You have me back."
"Since when?"
"Since right now." she walked over to him, where he was still sitting in the rocking chair. "Unless of course, you don't want me."
Justin looked her up and down, and took both her hands in his. "Are you kidding me?" he pulled her so that she was sitting in his lap in such a quick motion, that she yelped.
"I want you more then anything." he whispered huskily in her ear.
"Oh, do you?" she smirked.
"Uh huh."
"I think that can be arranged.
"Oh, that's it." Justin said. "I can't stand it anymore."
"What?"
"I have to kiss you. That's all there is to it."
"I don't see anyone stopping you." she murmured, wrapping her arms comfortable around his neck.
"Funny, I don't either."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
"Nothing."
"God, you move as fast as a turtle!" she cried.
Justin chuckled. "A bit impatient are we?"
"Am I gonna have to do this myself?"
"Nope." Justin leaned his head up, and planted a kiss on her lips.
Danielle returned the kiss, and soon they were making out.
"Whew!" a voice cried from the doorway. "Could it get any hotter in here?"
They pulled apart.
Danielle rolled her eyes. "Do you mind, Chris? We were having a moment here."
"I'm sorry, I was just a little worried Justin was going to devour your head."
Justin chucked a near by stuffed animal right at Chris's head.
"Ow!"
"Leave!" he cried.
"Fine," Chris said, smoothing out his shirt. "I can tell when I'm not wanted."
"Coulda fooled me." Danielle said, sarcastically.
Chris scowled, and ducked out of the room, in order to avoid another flying tow.
"Now," Danielle smiled, coyly. "Where were we?"
"Right here. . . "
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