Drum Struck part 2

I woke to find the light on the wrong side of the room and the alarm going off in my ear rather than on my left side. Oh… yeah… I was at Rafe’s. I rolled over and nudged the lump under the covers.

“Hey you. Time to get up,” I said as I rolled out of bed.


“Rafe, concert today… Got to get moving,” I said as I headed to the bathroom. I had a drawer of stuff that I left over here just in case of nights like last night. I got clothes and climbed into the shower.

I was dressed and started hot water and toast before Rafe began to move.

“Come on sleepy head. For someone who fell asleep ten seconds after his head hit the pillow, you aught to be up easily,” I teased. Rafe really did want just cuddles last night. For someone who was such a bad ass in the military, he is a kind and caring man who often just needs human teddy bears. Other nights, he is a lover that makes you smile all day, the next day and the day after that.

“Kate, is there any tea?” he asked cracking open an eye at last.

“Of course. Look to your left.” I had put his cup down by him before I had begun to tease him.

“Oh. Thanks. Sorry I fell asleep so fast last night, I…”

“Don’t apologize. I knew you were stressed last night. Sleeping with you is just as nice as sex sometimes and I don’t mind.”

“Thanks. I don’t understand you all the time Kate, but thanks.”

“No problem. Just watch out for those ceiling tiles today.”


“You’ll be walking with your head in the clouds before the end of the day and I don’t want you to get ceiling burns on that head of yours,” I said dodging out of the room as fast as I could. I closed the door just in time as the pillow hit the other side. Yep, I was right.

I ran errands after dropping Rafe off at the theater. He had tons of stuff to do as Chip had done his thing again. Chip gives hippies like me a bad reputation. I got there just as Jack and Rafe were doing a final run down for the evening. I’d missed the supper and had grabbed a burger from across the street.

“Hey Rafe, did you see the Mustang in the parking lot across the street?” I asked walking down to the booth.

“Already got pics. Beautiful,” he said. “That reminds me, will you take pictures tonight while I work the lights?”

“Of course. As long as you trust me with your camera.”

Rafe nodded and handed it over. I’m terrible with watches, cameras and other bits of electronic equipment. They simply stop working. It’s why Rafe got me a Panasonic Toughbook. I grabbed a seat and waited until it was time for the music to begin. It gave me time to try and puzzle out what was making Rafe grind his teeth. I wondered if Chip had been his wonderful self or if someone else had pissed him off. Either way, it was there under his skin. However, when he looked at the stage, there was nothing but smiles. Guess I’d have to wait.

Rafe turned and flashed his mag lite at me. I headed up the stairs to flick the house lights and then turn them down for the concert.

The concert was wonderful. I took as many pictures as I could and enjoyed the music. The girls could really play. The crowd was blown away, and if I was correct, there would be a good turn out tomorrow.

Rafe wasn’t ready to go and I had to leave. I said my goodbyes and headed home. I got almost all the way there when I remembered that my laptop was at Rafe’s. We have the office at his house, and I meant to grab it that morning and forgot. So, I turned the car around and headed to Rafe’s.

I got out of the car and headed up the stairs. The door was wide open and Babe was sitting in the doorway.

“Evening Babe, your boss gone off the deep end or does he have company?” I asked the dog.

Babe just cocked her head with that look that said Rafe was inside, but not at home.

“Rafe, you there?” I called.

“Um… yeah. Kate, can I ask you a question?”

“Sure. Just one?” I teased.

“Would you read this and tell me what you think?” he asked as he handed me a sweaty piece of paper.

I read the note, smiled and handed it back. “Do you want a sanity check or a thump up side the head?”

“Sanity check,” he said.

I thought for a moment. “Rafe, I know you’ve probably already had the internal dialog up and running. However, you are so twitter patted that you forgot to close your front door. You have bruises on you head from bumping clouds and at the same time you are angry. What is going on?” I asked.

“That didn’t answer my question.”

“I’ll answer it when I know what was making you upset at the theater when you should have been over the moon.”

Rafe motioned toward the kitchen and while he made tea, we talked about what April had told him.

“Rafe, I am amazed at your self control. I’m surprised you didn’t call your favorite Guido and have him off this Johnny fellow.”

“No, I’d want to do it personally.”

“Figured as much. So, you’ve started to act in typical style for you. Are you going to keep going or bow out?”

“Umm….” he hesitated. Then he blushed.

“Good. Glad to see that you are going to be a love-ly man. Have fun. Just don’t be late for the concert okay?” I said.

“Umm… Kate, what if… um…”

Geeze, he did have it bad. “Take protection, and have fun,” I said. “I came by to get my laptop and I’m glad I did. Otherwise, you’d be sitting here reading that note until your alarm went off. Go to bed and get some sleep. Love you,” I said and headed for my desk.

“Thanks Kate. Love you too.”

I grabbed my stuff and headed home after closing the front door.

Saturday was busy. I promised to help cook a benefit supper that went with the festival. One of those $10 a plate dinners with music during the dessert. There was no sign of April or Rafe, and I hoped that they had gotten off alone for a little bit. Rafe was badly smitten. I just smiled as I chopped onions.

The chatter in the kitchen was shattered by the sound of a siren. Ambulance. I hoped that it was nothing serious. Looking out the door of the community center, we could see it heading up Main Street. After a few minutes, it headed off towards the hospital. No police escort, so it wasn’t Rafe beating Chip over the head with a mike stand. Looking up a few minutes later, I swore I saw Rafe’s little Neon heading out of town. I smiled and went back to cooking.

The supper went off well and I got done just in time to head back for the concert. Rafe was down in front and busy.

“How are you doing?” I asked Rafe.

He turned and smiled. “Life is stranger than fiction. We will need to talk later.”

“Okay. Are we going to have a good concert tonight?”

“Oh yeah!” he said and turned back to the board. They must have had a good time. Rafe was glowing.

I took up my place and tore up the stairs when Rafe gave me the signal.

The concert was fantastic. Better than the night before. Rafe made a real good save when one of the light circuits blew too. The stage went dark and then came back up. I’d have to ask him about that later too. Faye did something that I couldn’t see from the projection booth, but it made the crowd go wild. She was fiddling faster than most people had ever seen. It was wonderful.

Megan found me on the way down from the projection booth after the concert was over. She was ecstatic.

“ Ohmygod! They were so good and they are so pretty and….” she rabbited on. Then she headed down the aisle to where her dad sat in the sound booth. She was bouncing up and down when Rafe introduced her to the band. I said my good nights to everyone and headed home. I’d talk to Rafe in the morning.

I couldn’t wait any longer. It was 9:30am. Rafe should be up by now. I got to the house and let myself in. Babe was asleep on the couch. Hmmm. Maybe Rafe wasn’t up. I peeked into the bedroom. It wasn’t it’s usual tidy self. In fact, the bed was cockeyed from the wall. Someone had a good time. Rafe was asleep in the middle of the bed.

“Morning sleepy-head,” I said as I sat down on the bed.

“Hmmm??” he murmured.

“So, how was your date?” I asked.

“It was wonderful,” he started.

An hour later, I was still giggling. The thought of Megan’s cat running up and under them while they were having sex just cracked me up. Rafe was blushing red and chagrined. “You bedded your first virgin? Oh, your daughters are never going to let you live this down,” I teased. In all honesty, I was so proud and happy for him. I just hoped he didn’t get his heart broken. His ex had done a pretty good job of shattering it not too long ago.

“Hey, I was good.”

“Yeah, and by all accounts, you did your Priestly duties on all fronts,” I said. “What with it being Mabon and all.”

“You would have to bring that up.”
“I wouldn’t be high priestess to your high priest if I didn’t. You acted honestly and honorably. I see nothing wrong with what went on. You were both consenting adults. You both had a wonderful time. And, from the sounds of it, so did the cat.”

“That cat has a lot to answer for,” he said.

“I agree. I also can’t think of a better man to deflower a virgin.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Well, besides knowing what a kind and considerate lover you are, I know that you would never hurt anyone intentionally. Especially someone like April. Johnny on the other hand is another matter. Him, I’d like to thump over the head a time or two.”
Rafe laughed. “I guess you’re right.”

“No guesses. I am right.”

Rafe threw a pillow my direction. I grabbed it and thumped him too. I gave him a kiss and got up. “Tea?”


I made tea and while Rafe got dressed, wondered just how long the New Relationship Energy would last. Wondered how long it would be before April emailed him too. I had just finished the tea when I heard his email chime. Not as long as I thought. I smiled and took Rafe his tea. He was already at his desk and had that ‘I’m loved’ smile on his face.

Putting his cup by his hand, I gave him a hug and a kiss. I’m not sure where this will go, but I guess the important bit is that they are happy. Meanwhile, I have a business partner and lover with a smile that he couldn’t scrub off if he wanted. I think I’d better pad the ceiling over his desk.

Now if you liked this tale and want to see the ‘flip side’, go to April and September.   Oh, and that story was written by Wolf. 🙂

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