AN: Well, Holidays are good for something. I've basically got this whole story outlined now. And things start to get interesting. ;) Enjoy!

Warning: Language, curse words, grumpy morning Kim. :)

Morning Confession

Back to the Present

It's morning. The alarm on my phone is blaring which jerks me right out of the best dream ever. You know. Where I'm lying in Adam's arms and I can feel his hand making small circles on the small of my back. I open my eyes to turn off my alarm and quickly realize that I'm not dreaming. Holy shit. This weekend actually happened. Panic and frustration makes me reach across him to grab my phone and violently swipe at the screen to quiet the damn thing. I kind of miss the days of an actual alarm clock that I could potentially throw across the room.

"Whoa. What did the phone do to you?"

"Woke me up."

"I don't recall you being this grumpy in the mornings."

I just glare at him. I don't recall him being this chipper in the mornings.

"I've gotta get a shower. Work."

"Same here, Darlin'."

I go to get out of bed and then hold my hand out to stop him in place.

"How about you make coffee since you are in such a good mood. I'll get my shower and then it will all be yours."

"We'd save water if we just did it together."

Oh hell no. First, we would so not just be getting a shower and then we would both be running majorly late. Second, well, I don't need a second…. I am not caving again.

"I could care less about the environment this morning. We have to talk and I want a clear head when we do. We have to figure out how we are handling this."

Adam just leans back against the pillows and places his hands behind his head.

"Whatever you say. I'll get the coffee."

He's smiling. Why in God's name is he smiling? I head for the bathroom before I can question that further and rush through my shower. No way am I taking my time when he could just take that as an invitation. I have already thrown on most of my clothes except for my shirt when he walks back into the bedroom. In just his jeans. I'm actually amazed he even bothered with those. I'm holding my shirt in my hands when he walks up to me and cups my face in his hands. He kisses me and I don't resist in the least. I apparently need coffee if I am going to get us to actually talk. He pulls back, but is still holding my face in his hands.

"Good morning, by the way."

"Good morning."

It's all I can get out. He goes to lean forward again and that is when I pull away.

"Coffee."

He looks disappointed but he just nods.

"It's on. Don't leave without me, Kim."

"I won't. We need to plan remember."

He nods, again. Then starts to strip before I can even turn away. I know what he is doing and it is not going to work. I am not caving, again. I walk to the kitchen and place my hands on the kitchen counter in front of the coffee maker. I SO want to cave. That is when I realize that my shirt is still in my hand. Crap, he is going to make me lose my mind. I quickly pull it on over my head and then make my coffee.

I'm sipping from my cup when he walks into the kitchen. He comes to stand next to me, so he can help himself.

"So tell me, Kim. What exactly are we needing to plan?"

I look at him over the rim of my cup and try to figure out how to word this.

"Are we telling people or do we save ourselves the embarrassment and just keep it to ourselves?"

I once again am a bit shocked when Adam almost slams his cup on the counter.

"I'm not ashamed of a damn thing that happened this weekend so I really don't think I see the point of hiding anything."

"Look, I'm sorry. I just…. I'm not ashamed either, but you know what people think."

"Does that really matter? Fuck them, Kim."

"Adam, what are you saying? Are you actually wanting to try and make this work or something?"

"Yeah, or something."

He leaves his cup there on the counter and then storms towards the bedroom. I'm in shock. I slowly place my coffee on the counter and then head towards the bedroom. I'm in the door way when I see that Adam is throwing on his jacket as if he is getting ready to leave.

"Adam."

He's got his jacket on, but he lets his arms fall to his side as he looks at me.

"Tell me something. You say you remember everything that happened in the hotel. Right?"

I just nod as I cross my arms across my chest. I don't know why that admission makes me feel so vulnerable.

"Do you recall how you felt? And I'm not talking about the sex."

Oh, that is even worse. I know what he is getting at now and I really can't hide that from him even if I wanted to.

"Happy."

He nods like I am just confirming the most important piece of information there is.

"Then tell me why you can't have faith in that, Kim? Why are you fighting this? Why shouldn't we try?"

I can feel myself squeezing my sides for support.

"Just because we got married, we should try to make it work? That doesn't make sense to me. Adam, I want to be in love with the person I am married to and I want him to love me. I want…"

With my words I can tell that I have set something off in Adam and he doesn't let me finish. He stalks right up to me and ends up trapping me against the wall with his arms on either side of me.

"I do love you, Kim. I've never stopped loving you."

He pushes off the wall and walks away. I can hear the front door open after a bit and close behind him. Did he really just tell me that he still loves me?