Chapter 21
Part 2
"I'm sure." she replied.
He could almost feel his heart in his throat. He took her by the hand and led her into his room. She closed the door behind her.
A few hours later Jim woke up. The early morning run was beginning to stream in through his window. It made Lucy's hair shine brighter than copper. He watched her for a little while, kissed her cheek and went back to sleep.
Only half an hour later Lucy began to stir, she turned to look at Jim, his usually slicked hair was unashamedly curly and ruffled. "Suits him more" she smiled to herself.
She slips out of bed and picks up his shirt off the floor. She puts it on and buttons it up. She opens the door as quietly as possible and tip toes into the kitchen. She looks through the cupboards to find them bare, except for a tin of beans and a packet of cheese sauce. She tuts disapprovingly then leans against the counter and remembers that there was a shop next to the taxi firm. She takes a couple of notes out of her bag and finds a dressing gown draped over a chair. She slips that and her shoes on and makes her way to the shop. Rather than being embarrassed she found the experience exhilarating. "I hope he's not woken up and thought I've done a runner!"
She catches the lift back to Jim's floor unlocks his door, kicks off her shoes and checks if he's still in his room. He is. She puts the carrier bag on the table and turns the kettle on.
In the bag there's a packet of bacon, a loaf of bread, eggs, tomato sauce, lard, a bottle of milk and some corn flakes. Ten minutes later and the sizzle of eggs and popping of the toaster could be heard. Jim wakes up smiling, he turns over and sees the empty space, but before he begins to worry he hears banging in the kitchen.
He pulls himself out of bed and opens the bedroom door to be greeted by the scent of frying bacon and toast. He stands in the living room watching Lucy potter about with plates and trays. "So this is what life could be like?" he sighs. "Enjoy it while you can."
He steps into the kitchen and stands behind her. He wraps his arms around her hips, and she turns around and places her hands around his neck.
"Good morning." she says brightly.
"What's all this for?"
"I thought you might be hungry after last nights performance." she jokes
"You've got egg on your face." he laughs and flicks a bit off her cheek. She turns around and picks up the tomato sauce, puts some on her finger and puts it on Jim's nose. She giggles. He kisses her, and then rubs his nose on hers.
"Just need a piece of toast and I'll eat you for breakfast." he laughs, and with that the toaster pops up. "Damn. I forgot butter" She shakes her head, clearly annoyed with herself for spoiling the perfect breakfast she had hoped would happen.
"Calm down, I'll finish this. Go back to bed, I'll bring it in."
"Can I just have some cornflakes?" Her head begins to twinge, her mood tainted.
He looks at the mounds of food. "I can't eat all that!"
Lucy stifles a yawn and shuffles off back to the bedroom, within minutes She's fallen asleep. Jim fixes himself a fried egg sandwich and two bowls of cereal. One black coffee and one white tea, he picks up his paper and he brings them through on a tray. Lucy's very slightly snoring.
"Come on. Wakey, wakey." She sits up slowly and he rests the tray on her legs while he gets in. She takes her bowl and mug and eats the cornflakes with no interest.
"If your not hungry leave them,"
She puts them down and rests her head on his chest then drifts off again, her hand drapes across his stomach, he sighs contentedly as he strokes her forehead then he began to read his newspaper with his morning smoke. All was happy in Jimbo Land.