Sorry if this is too short, the next part is on it's way soon :)
JJ walked out the doors and saw the open plan house. The living room was to the right with big french doors that opened into the garden. There were two white leather sofas that were angled towards a big plasma TV on a glass stand. There were DVD racks lining the wall above and JJ walked over to them to thumb through them. Everything was in order, the DVDs were alphabetically arranged and the coffee table was bare except for a stack of mats for mugs.
To the left was a spacious kitchen. The units were mahogany with granite worktops and the overhead cupboards had glass doors. There was a small table against the wall in the kitchen with three chairs around it. Next to the table was an occupied dark leather dog bed. JJ watched the dog sleeping, his chest rising and falling with every breath. She had finally met Clooney; Morgan was always talking about him.
She quietly went around to the cupboard that she could see had pill bottles in it. She opened it and pulled down the basket that was inside it. At the top was an aspirin bottle and JJ took two out before putting the basket back. She grabbed a cup from another cupboard and filled it with tap water. She leaned her back against the counter and took the pills. Again she looked at the arrangements in front of her and thought to herself what a nice place Morgan had. She knew this wasn't his every day home but it was comfortable. Easy to live in.
She walked over to one of the dressers in the lounge and picked up a photo frame. In it she could see Morgan's whole family. Even his dad, who JJ knew was dead. They all looked so happy, 12-year-old Morgan has his hands around his two sisters and his dad stood behind them all with his wife's arm on his waist. This was probably the last photo Morgan had of his father. JJ still carried around the last photo of her sister and herself. And now she would have to do the same with Will.
At that moment JJ heard some beeping and she turned around to see Morgan fiddling with a box on the wall.
"Alarm," he said.
"Oh right," JJ realised she was still holding the frame and carefully put it back in place, "Sorry I went to get an aspirin, my shoulder-"
JJ was cut off when she noticed Morgan looking at her black and blue shoulder whilst he approached her. He stroked a finger across the puffy area and leant down towards it. His lips brushed the bruise as he planted a soft kiss on her shoulder tenderly.
All this time JJ stayed frozen in place. Tears filled her eyes but she managed to keep them at bay. Her shoulder throbbed under Morgan's touch and she closed her eyes relishing the closeness of their bodies. JJ put her arms around Morgan's waist and laid her head on his chest. In his arms she silently sobbed whilst Morgan put his own arms around her and held her together.
"You should get that shoulder looked at JJ," Morgan said.
"No, it's fine, it's just a bit sore," she answered.
"It could be dislocated JJ, you need to be sure-"
"I am," she cut him off, "Trust me it's fine," she looked up and her blue eyes locked with his brown ones.
"I do worry about you JJ. I've never felt so protective over someone I knew I couldn't have,"
"Morgan,"
"No JJ, you need to know how I feel about you. How I've always felt about you,"
"Morgan," she said firmer this time, "Um, your dog..."
He released her and looked down to see Clooney tugging on JJ's trouser leg. He laughed a deep laugh and bent down to pick up the dog. He walked over to the french doors and put the dog outside. He could feel JJ's eyes on him the whole time and he turned around to meet her stare.
Morgan walked back to JJ and took her hand, "Come on breakfast time. You like pancakes?" he asked as he led her towards the kitchen.