Josh and Donna were still sitting in silence at their booth. They hadn’t said a word to each other while eating dinner, and now they were both sipping coffee and still not speaking. As he had done so many times that night, Josh decided to take the plunge and do something. After all, if he wanted her back, he was going to have to make it happen.
He stood and held out his hand. The song that had started playing was just too appropriate to their situation to resist, and he knew if he got her out on the dance floor he’d actually be able to talk to her.
Donna sat, hesitantly staring at Josh’s outstretched hand. "Josh, I- I don’t feel like dancing…" she argued.
"Come on," he replied, taking her hand. Donna sighed and allowed herself to be led to the dance floor. They stopped, and Josh slid his arms around her waist, pulling her closer than she expected. She placed her head next to his, unable to look at his face as they began to slowly sway to the music. She could feel his soft breath against her ear.
<I’ve sure enjoyed the rain
But I’m looking forward to the sun
You have to feel the pain
When you lose the love you gave someone>
"Nothing happened with Joey," Josh said quietly.
Donna already had her defenses up. "It wouldn’t matter if something did. You’re your own person. You’re free to do what you want."
<Without you I’m not okay
And without you I’ve lost my way
My heart’s stuck in second place…>
"You know what I want?" Josh asked. Donna wasn’t sure how to respond, but didn’t have to, as Josh answered his own question. "I want you back."
"I haven’t gone anywhere," she replied shakily. Tears were already forming in her eyes from the emotions she was feeling as he held her in his arms. She still couldn’t bring herself to look at him.
"Not physically, Donna, but you’ve changed…We’ve changed, I should say. I miss those long conversations we used to have about trivial things…I miss you greeting me every morning with some inane little fact about Indonesia or what life was like 100 years ago…You’re so much more than just my assistant, Donna. More than even just my friend. I want that back. I miss you."
Donna was biting back tears, but it wasn’t working. She was shaking as Josh pulled her closer and began to softly stroke her back as she cried against his shoulder.
"It’s okay…I didn’t mean to upset you," he said softly.
"Josh, I…Can we just not talk right now?" said Donna, finally looking in his eyes. He nodded, taking her face in his hands and brushing away her last few tears with his thumbs. He kissed her gently on the cheek. She leaned her head back against his shoulder, savouring the warmth of the moment.
The song ended, but Josh and Donna continued to hold each other for a moment.
"Want me to take you home?" Josh asked.
Donna nodded. Josh kept one arm around her waist as they went to pay the bill.
After another silent ride, they arrived at Donna’s apartment.
"I’ll walk you up," said Josh finally.
He slid his arm back around her waist. Donna enjoyed the now familiar gesture. They remained quiet again during the elevator ride up, and during the walk down the hallway to Donna’s apartment. Donna found her keys and opened the door. She stood in the doorway, and Josh faced her.
"I know I’ve hurt you."
"No, Josh, you really haven’t-"
"Donna, I know it hurt for you to see me with Joey."
"And I know why. It’s something I realized myself today. I think we both feel the same way…"
Donna paused. "You’re right. We do. I just…I somehow can’t bring myself to say it first-"
Josh cut her off. "I love you."
Fresh tears welled up in Donna’s eyes. "Well, that didn’t look so hard…I love you too."
Without another word, Josh leaned in and kissed her softly. He pulled away to look at her for a moment, brushing her hair behind her ear as he cupped her chin in his hands. He moved in again, kissing her more passionately as she kissed him back. She wound her arms around his neck and pulled him into the apartment, closing the door behind them.
Donna awoke the next morning with a smile on her face as she snuggled closer to the still-sleeping form next to her. Josh opened his eyes and kissed her softly, tracing slow circles on her arm that was laid over his chest. He looked at the clock on her nightstand.
"We’re late," he said. "Do you care?"
"Then things are definitely back to normal."
Donna smiled and closed her eyes.