sports night snippet
Because two kisses are better than one! Two down, three to go.
"Happy birthday," Casey said, and stuck an envelope under Danny's nose.
"My birthday isn't until next week," Danny protested, but took the envelope anyway.
Casey sat on Danny's desk. "I know, but you want your present now."
"I do?" he asked.
Casey nodded. "You really do."
Danny ripped open the envelope and pulled out two pieces of paper on heavy stock. He stared them. He stared at them and blinked just in case he was hallucinating, but the words didn't change. "Tom Waits?"
"You're welcome," Casey said.
"Tom Waits," Danny repeated, clutching the concert tickets. Casey patted his shoulder. Danny lurched out of his chair and kissed him, a warm, happy kiss right on the lips. "This may be my best birthday ever."
Casey stared at him. "You kissed me."
"I'm going to see Tom Waits!" Danny crowed. He did a little dance.
"You kissed me," Casey said.
Danny grabbed Casey by the arms. "Casey, I would sleep with you for these tickets."
Silence settled over their office like five seconds of dead air.
"Pretend I didn't say that," Danny said a moment later.
"Okay," Casey said. "Hey, Danny?"
"What?"
Casey looked curious. "What would you do for backstage passes?"
"Happy birthday," Casey said, and stuck an envelope under Danny's nose.
"My birthday isn't until next week," Danny protested, but took the envelope anyway.
Casey sat on Danny's desk. "I know, but you want your present now."
"I do?" he asked.
Casey nodded. "You really do."
Danny ripped open the envelope and pulled out two pieces of paper on heavy stock. He stared them. He stared at them and blinked just in case he was hallucinating, but the words didn't change. "Tom Waits?"
"You're welcome," Casey said.
"Tom Waits," Danny repeated, clutching the concert tickets. Casey patted his shoulder. Danny lurched out of his chair and kissed him, a warm, happy kiss right on the lips. "This may be my best birthday ever."
Casey stared at him. "You kissed me."
"I'm going to see Tom Waits!" Danny crowed. He did a little dance.
"You kissed me," Casey said.
Danny grabbed Casey by the arms. "Casey, I would sleep with you for these tickets."
Silence settled over their office like five seconds of dead air.
"Pretend I didn't say that," Danny said a moment later.
"Okay," Casey said. "Hey, Danny?"
"What?"
Casey looked curious. "What would you do for backstage passes?"