Jackson and April's first fight (and make-up sex)
"I can't believe you kicked me off of that surgery!"
He rolls his eyes and rests his hands on his hips as she shrugs off her jacket and tosses her keys into the bowl beside the door.
"That guy was a lunatic, alright? He assaulted a nurse, so I'm sorry if I didn't want him near you!" He fakes an apology and she just laughs.
"I'm not a little child, Jackson! I'm a grown woman, I can take care of myself!"
"I know you can but that doesn't change the fact that I don't want you to be around violent patients all day."
"He was under restraints!"
"After he'd already thrown the nurse to the floor! What if that had been you, huh?"
"Then I would have called for backup."
"You shouldn't have to."
April sighs and closes her eyes for brief second, "Well, that's not your decision to make."
"Technically, I'm still your boss so yes, I do get to make those kind of decisions."
"Oh, you're my boss now?! You're supposed to be my husband, so don't treat me like I'm inferior to you!"
"I'm not treating you like anything. At work, I'm your boss, but when I come home then I get to be your husband again and we don't have to argue about stuff like this. Can we stop arguing?"
She huffs, finally locking eyes with him and letting a small smile erupt on her face, "We're not done talking about this, you know." She informs him and he just nods with a grin, stepping closer to her and placing his hands on her waist.
She stares up at Jackson, hands grasping his neck and licking her lips,
"Can you be my boss right now?"
He chuckles and picks her up then, "Oh, really?" She responds by wrapping her legs around his waist as he beings to walk them over to their bedroom.
"No, here."
"In the kitchen again?"
She smirks and cups his face as she chess on her bottom lip, "And don't forget the sauce."
