The Voicemail

Chapter 3

Knock, knock, knock. Donna stood in the hallway outside Josh's door. Knock, knock, knock. Why wasn't he coming to the door? Was he not home yet? Knock, knock, knock. She should have called him back before just coming over. Knock, knock, knock. Fuck this, she had a key, as he double checked earlier. She felt funny using it under these circumstances. It had been long time since she'd let herself into Josh's apartment.

Donna pulled her keys out of her pocket and opened the door. It was pretty dark. She locked the door behind her, and looked around, acclimating her eyes to the darkness. Josh was sitting on the sofa staring off into space. He still had his coat on. He hadn't noticed her presence. She sat beside him, and flicked on the lamp on the side table. He looked up with a start.

"Hey."

"Hey."

Josh looked around, confused. "I sat down when I got in…"

"And you got lost in thought?"

"Lost, somewhere…my mind was kind of blank."

"A PTSD moment?"

Josh nodded. "I have no idea how long I've been sitting here."

"You've still got your coat on."

Josh looked down at himself. "Yeah…"

Donna stood up, and took him by the hands, pulling him to his feet. "Come on." She gently pulled his coat from his arms, and hung it on the coat tree by the door.

"You got my message?" he asked, as they crossed into his room.

"Yeah."

"I sounded like an idiot."

"You got your point across."

"It cut me off."

Donna smiled. "You said what you needed to say."

"What did you tell C J?"

"The truth."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, before you suggested it in your message, too...though after she forced it out of me"

"What did she say?"

"She was happy. And especially happy that she could go hook up with Danny, which I'd apparently interrupted."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Is that new? Her and Danny?"

"About as new as us. They've had a long, drawn out, uh, courtship, but acting on it is new."

"Right. Well, good for her."

They were silent for a moment, and Josh pulled her towards him and held her tightly to him.

"In my message…I was rambling…I didn't know what I was saying…it just sort of came out. I don't know how to navigate this…but I need you right now. That's what I was saying when I got cut off."

"I heard it."

"You did. Good."

"You said it a few times."

"I meant it."

Donna began to unbutton his shirt.

"Eventually we'll figure this out for real."

"Once we have time to breathe."

"Mmmm…" Donna had begun to kiss the side of his neck. She ran her fingernails gently up and down his back. He shivered and began to undo his pants.

"I'd didn't call you up again just for sex."

"Are you saying you don't want any?" Donna teased, as she pulled her dress over her head.

"No, I'm definitely not saying that." Josh's hands moved quickly to remove her bra. "I'm just saying that this…isn't…" Josh was momentarily distracted by Donna leaning over to remove her pantyhose.

"This isn't…what?" Donna asked coyly, as she clamored onto his bed.

Josh laughed. "I was going to say this wasn't a booty call, but that's what it is rapidly becoming."

"Well?" Donna lay on her back and propped herself up on her elbows, looking up at him.

Josh grinned, and crawled up beside her.

"I made you smile."

"You have that power."

"And we've barely even started…" Donna traced a finger down his chest.

"You've always been able to make me smile," Josh managed, as Donna crawled on top of him. "Even…with your…clothes…on."

"Oh, I'll make you smile some more."

Josh moaned as Donna slid up his body. "Please do."

"Shut up, and kiss me," Donna commanded, covering his mouth with her own.

Their pace quickened, becoming fast and furious, and soon all remaining clothing was gone.

"Do you have any--?"

"In the top drawer."

Donna rolled over and opened the said drawer, procuring a little foil package. She quickly opened it, and went to put it on him.

"That's upside down."

"No, its not."

"It is!" Josh laughed.

"Fine! You do it."

Josh took it, and it was on in a flash, and just as quickly he was on top of Donna. He started out slowly, but Donna was encouraging a fast pace, so he obliged, and it was over faster than he would have liked.

"Sorry," Josh apologized, as he rolled off of her. "That wasn't very long." Josh lay back on the pillow.

Donna turned and smiled at him, "That was fine." She lay her head on his chest. "You needed that."

"But you did too…"

"Not as much as you did."

"Thank you, I guess. You always know what I need."

Donna looked up at him, resting her chin on his chest. "I try."

"I still wish, I had—"

"Shhh…"

"I can do better."

"Josh, I know you can. You've shown me several other times. And you'll show me again, I have no doubt."

Josh kissed her forehead.

"So rest up. This was just Round 1," she grinned.

Josh smiled broadly, dimples and all, and pulled her close to him. He was glad he'd made the call, and hadn't hung up on her voicemail.

FIN