Dani averts her face away from Grey's prying eyes. For the last ten minutes he has been trying to 'place where I seen you from, man'. Dani rolls her eyes. He does this every time he sees 'Danny' and she is starting to get tired of it.
Usually Asher is there to run interverence between them, but he is in class. It was just Dani's luck that her and Grey have every class together while she only has one with Asher.
“Seriously, how do I know you?” Grey asks once again, ticking Dani off. “It is really beginning to bother me, this mystery.”
October 14th, 1996 New York City Five Years Later Dani looks around the large park at all of the pretty trees. She loves this time of year when the leaves are all gold, orange and red, rattling in the blowing breeze. As she walks down the stone path the leaves rain down on her and she can not fight back the smile that stretches across her face.
Dani is sitting behind the desk in her new ofice when she hears the phone outside ringing. She is not worried about it because she knows that the secretary will get it. Because now she has a secretary. Although she shares her with three other workers, she still feels so official. She is a career woman, making her dreams come true and setting an example. It is only her fouth day on the job but she is getting the hang of everything. Dani had not wanted to accept the job once she had found out that Asher worked here. H
Asher rides back to his office with his mind working over time. Just moments ago he had been having a moment with Dani when her father has interrupted them by calling Dani's name and rushing over towards where they had been standing. Not that Asher should be having moments with Dani. She had a family now. She was a mother and probably a wife to the doctor that had come rushing into the room. He had felt a vague sense of recognition when he had seen him, but he could not place him. He had been too busy having all of his dreams and illusions shattered. A small part of him had been hoping, ever since he had first laid eyes on Dani, tha
Dani looks up at him with wide eyes, feeling her hart stop beating in her chest. She knows that she is at a cross roads right now and she is looking at two paths before her. This can go one of two ways. She can lie to him or she can tell him the truth. “Asher-” “Tell me. Now.” He says angrily and she sucks in a sharp breath. Letting it out slowly, she gives a resigned sigh. “
Dani is so nervous as she checks the clock for the seventieth time in the last ten minutes. It is almost time to go home. Normally that would be her favorite part of a work day, except for today her boss is going home with her. To meet his long lost children. Dani had wanted to wait a few days to give herself time to adjust to the idea of Asher being bak in her life. She wanted time to prepare the boys and to talk to Eddy. But Asher could not wait any longet to see them and as a parent, she gets that. So she had invi
Asher waits impatiently as Dani opens the door to her apartment; his hands full of bags of groceries. He can not wait to actually get the chance to meet his children. That still feels unreal to him. He has children. Two sons. Four year olds. He is a father. Excitement feels Asher, making him nearly shake with the joy of it. But along with the joy came the nerves. He was terrified to meet them. What if they didn't like him? What if they liked Eddy more? He is their father and they don't kn
Asher did not want to go home. He wanted to stay with his boys. They had supper together, then he and Dani had given them a bath. He read them two stories with a lot of character voices which the boys loved. Even Dani was laughing. This is the fourth night this week and they were together three nights last week. But it is not enough. Because at the end of the night he still has to go home to his lonely apartment across town. Each night the boys still ask him why he is leaving. Why their Daddy isn't staying their with them, with mommy. They just tell them that it's because daddy's house is closer to his work, which is easier for him.
Dani rewipes the table with the wet washcloth for the thirs time; not because it is sticky but because she is stalling. She just will not admit that to herself because then she would have to dig deep enough to admit to herself just why it is that she is avoiding Eddy. And she does not have to dig deep to admit why, because she knows the reason. Asher. That morning when she had woke up and seen a peacefully sleeping Asher beside her, it had just felt to right. It had felt like old times between them and she had been con