Wild flowers; Housekeeper's Bell

Chapter 11

"Close your eyes." Bell placed her fingers around Dean's eyes as he stepped into the condo. It had been one of those days. The workload seemed to go on and on. The appointments were one after the other. They went on for what felt like hours upon hours. When Dean had finally made it home he was dead on his feet.

"Hey!" He smiled.

"Come with me." She whispered into his ear.

"Where are you taking me?"

"You'll see."

"This feels like déjà vu just the roles are reversed."

"Yes, it does..." Bell smiled, "...now keep your eyes closed."

"Okay... you don't have to be so bossy."

"You like it when I'm bossy." She laughed leading him along.

"Where are we going?"

"You've been working so hard lately that I decided I haven't gotten enough time to romance you. I've made you a surprise to woo you into submission."

"What surprise?"

"Now if I tell you it won't be a surprise." Dean heard a door open, they stepped into the crisped night air and a gentle breeze blew over him as she walked him to her surprise. They were in his terrace, he could tell that much. Removing her hands from his eyes, Dean blinked as his vision adjusted itself. She had made a candle-light picnic on his terrace floor.

"Come!" She grabbed his hand pulling him towards the blanket, "...So what do you think?" There was a bottle of chilled wine and food. Dean's stomach growled.

"I think you're great and I love it..." Bell smiled, "... now feed me woman, I've had a long day and I'm starving." Bell laughed.

They had lasagna and red wine and by the third glass Dean was completely and utterly relaxed and maybe a little drunk. They were lying on the blanket, staring up at the sky. Bell had her head on his chest.

"I think it's going to rain."

"I know..." Bell exclaimed, "...I love the rain."

"I remember..." he smiled "... you made me get wet in the rain when we were kids? I got sick for days and I had to lied to mom telling her I got soaked while I was at Ben's house."

Ben was his friend and he was one of the few friends that knew about his relationship with Bell at the time. He often covered for them, while they sneaked away to be together. Dean had lost contact with his friend after he stopped going down to the islands. Last he heard Ben had moved to England where he married some politician's daughter and they had a kid.

"A little rain never hurt anyone ..." she giggled, "the only time you ever had any fun was with me Mr. Andrews." Dean smiled, rolling, over to her, she laughed eyeing his approach. He fell on her.