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Chapter 11: What More Could I Ask For?
It had been a month since Jude and Tommy moved into their new house and it had been a month since the entire world found out Jude and Tommy were married. Rumors were speculated to whether or not they were going to have a kid but, they both knew that it wasn't true. At least, not yet.
Sure, they had talked about having kids but, they both agreed to wait for the right time when nothing was going on and far after Jude's third album was complete. Jamie was also relentless to let Jude go. He just couldn't accept the facts which were: Jude loved Tommy, and Tommy loved Jude. There it is complete and the end of story but, Jamie has to go and start drama just like he always does, and always has.
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Jude was sitting on the couch in her living room when her phone rang. She was half asleep and she looked at the watch on Tommy's wrist trying not to wake him up. They had fallen asleep watching Alias Season 2 (Jude's favorite season). His watch said five after midnight. She wondered who would be calling her this late and she knew exactly who it was. Jamie.
"Hello?" She asked into the other end of the phone.
"Jude?" She heard Jamie ask her back. He slurred her name a little bit like he was drunk.
"Have you been drinking?" She rudely asked him.
"No why do you ask?"
"You sound drunk to me."
"Maybe I have been."
"James Arthur Andrews, don't lie to me." Jude said to him sternly. No she wasn't happy with him right now but, she had to give him benefit of the doubt and she had to make sure he wasn't driving anywhere.
"All right, I'm drunk. If it makes you feel any better I'm at my house."
"That's good to hear." She said letting out a sigh of relief. She felt Tommy's arms slide around her waist and tickle her a little bit. She let out a laugh and she kissed him on the cheek. "What do you want Jamie?" She finally asked him.
"I want you." He blurted out.
"You can't have me. I'm taken remember." She pointed out to him. She had received many calls like this one before but, she never answered the phone. They were normally drunken voicemail rants from him. She usually got two a night and every night she deleted them before she even listened to them.
"Jude, I love you." She had enough and she hung up the phone. "Why does he do that?" She whined turning around to face Tommy.
"I guess he doesn't take hints very well does he?"
"I guess not. I hate getting those calls."
"How many do you get?" Tommy asked her curiously. He knew she got them he just didn't know how many she got.
"About two a night but, I don't even listen to them I just delete them."
"Jude, are you okay?" He asked her. She had a look of worry on her face.
"I just don't want the same thing to happen to Jamie that happened to Patsy. I mean he's been my best friend for seventeen years and I just don't want him to suffer the same fate that she did." She said burying her head in his masculine chest.
"I figured that's what it was."
"It just worries me that he drinks now when he never used to until after Patsy died. I guess that part of her never left did it?"
"He still loves her I guess and he doesn't know what he wants."
"If this keeps going on I'll put a stop to it. I don't want to hurt him but, I guess I'm going to have to."
"You do know I'm being nice here right?" He said to her.
"How so?" She asked him.
"Because number one, Jamie is your ex and right now I'm his number one enemy. If I wanted to I could kick his ass for a. hurting you, and b. stalking you. Number two, by now if he hasn't let go of you he won't and I am still fighting the urge not to kick him in the ass."
"Why haven't you tried?" She suspiciously asked him.
"You really want to know?"
"Yes." She boldly stated to him.
"Because he is your friend and I don't want to hurt him but, I will if he keeps on."
"I like the fact that you're being nice and not hurting him but, let me handle it if he keeps on."
"Jude" Tommy sternly said to her.
"What is it Quincy?" She smirked at him.
"I love you," He said to him.
"I love you too." She said and she stood on her tip-toes and she kissed him.
She snaked her arms around his neck and he moved his arms tighter around her waist. They stood there in each others embrace for a while. Tommy moved backwards and Jude followed him and he sat down on the bottom step and she sat on top of him and strattled him. She ran her hands under his shirt and felt his bare skin.
She lifted up the shirt over his head breaking the kiss just for an instant. He broke the kiss again when he removed Jude's shirt and camisole. He unclasped the back of her bra and he slid it down her arms, and threw it across the room.
Jude moved her hands down to the waistband of Tommy's jeans and unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. She moved her hands down further and she slid his pants down and he kicked them off. Tommy quickly broke of their kiss and he stood up and held his hand out for Jude.
