Dreamland

Summary: What- If One Shots between James & Teresa told from James' point of view

Disclaimer: No money is made from this. This is for entertainment only!

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Chapter 1: The Red Dress (S1: Ep5)

I sent Teresa upstairs with Kim in order to find a dress for Eric's party. I hate mixing work and pleasure, but Teresa can't wear that shirt and those jeans into Birdman's party. Teresa is close to Kim's size, so this is the fastest way to get Teresa ready.

"Come on! Are you choosing a dress or sewing one?" I say exasperated. We don't have all day!

I hear Kim's phone chime with a text. I can't help but take a look. No name assigned. "Kim- Are we going out tonight?"

My stomach starts to ache and I feel a frown grace my face. I sit the phone back down how I found it before I give into my desire to throw it at the wall.

I hear footfalls on the stairs and I see Teresa lead the way. A sparkly red number hugs her curves. Damn! She looks fucking good; hips swaying as she walks in a pair of nude heels. She even has a taste of cleavage showing.

I feel myself growing hard the closer she walks to me and I adjust how I'm standing.

I can't seem to pull my attention from Teresa. She catches me staring and glares me down. The spell breaks as I hear Kim say something about needing new shoes. Fucking Kim, always knows how to ruin a moment.

Looking at Kim, that discomfort in my gut returns, so I decide to test the waters. "Are you going out tonight?" My voice manages to stay even.

"With Cara." Kim throws a hand on her hip.

"Who else is going to be there?" It's not just Cara. Cara's number is saved in the phone.

"You're worried about that oil guy, aren't you?"

Damn straight I am. I drop my gaze so she can't see how right she is. I don't want any other man's hands on my woman. No matter how infuriating she can be.

"You don't have to worry." She tells me before capturing my lips in a kiss. I feel a bit better following our quick discussion, but my gut tells me something is still off.

"Come on" I hiss at Teresa as I walk her direction.

I'm annoyed that Teresa saw me acting like an insecure little bitch around Kim, and the fact I'm still hard isn't helping matters.

I grab the black case by the door and we head down the stairs. At the bottom, I grab Teresa's arm to stop her from going any further. She looks at me with a questioning glare. I remove my hand but give her a gentle push against the wall.

"What are you doing?" She whispers. I can tell she is nervous about my actions but she doesn't force me away.

A moment of silence passes. I lean in and seize her lips in a quick kiss. She tastes like mint and spells like that perfume I got Kim for her birthday this year. I pull back and go to exit the door.

This time her arm grabs mine. I look back at her and she glances at the stairs. Why? She asks with her eyes.

"You look so fucking amazing." I whisper into her ear.

She turns to look at me and the surprise is evident on her face. She opens her mouth to say something, but instead of words I hear a phone ringing.

What the fuck? She stops speaking and it still continues. I glance at my phone, but the screen is clear. Why won't it stop?

"Wake up! Jimmy, come on! Wake up! You phone is ringing." I open my eyes to Kim's complaining, and I'm lying on my back facing the ceiling. I sigh at the loss of a good dream.