A/N: It's not much, but its something. Enjoy xx Mariah
The weight of Jim's head against her swollen belly was extra, but welcome. His dark hair grazed the patch of bare skin on her stomach where the material of her shirt didn't quite stretch to the beginning hem of her pants. It tickled, but knowing it's him there, her body didn't react accordingly.
She was glad.
His hand still rested lightly on her knee, his sleeping fingers twitching every so often. The corner of his mouth curled slightly. She wondered what he's dreaming of.
Jim's tired sigh of content sent a ripple of warmth to the spot where he'd just breathed. He seemed so at peace. She didn't want to wake him. Being as gentle as she could, she slipped a soft lock of his hair in between her fingers. It's getting longer these days. She should cut it again soon- he liked it when she did that. The black strand twirls over and over in her fingertips. This moment- this fleeting minute of quiet and serenity- she wanted to capture it. Live in it forever.
"Thank you, Jim," she whispered to his sleeping form. She know he couldn't hear her, but she continued anyway. "You've given me so much- God, you've given me everything, Jim. You're so much better than I will ever be at everything."
A tear dripped from her cheek to his soft one. She hadn't even realized she'd been crying. The things this man did to her. She continue the ministrations of her hand through his hair, running the tips of her fingers along his scalp and slipping off the ends of the strands. A deep exhalation through his nose.
She smiled softly, laying gentle kisses upon his cheek, her tears still wet there. He's so beautiful.
"Not true," she didn't even see his lips move when he said this, and she startled at his sudden words. "We've never been even, Mel," he continued, sitting up in front of her, obviously having heard everything she'd just said. Her hands reluctantly slipped out of his hair as he held them, kissing them. "You've always been above me. You mean the world to me." He chuckled slightly at this. Her heart nearly burst. "That's why, when you told me that you were finally ready, I knew it was you speaking- not me, or anyone else. You gave me Katie and she is beautiful and perfect in every way, just like our son will be. And that makes everything so much better."
His cobalt-blue eyes lock onto her. The truth was heavy within them. She could never deny this man anything. He's given her the world. He's given her their daughter and now their son.
Her eyes were brimming with tears now, and he brought his large hand up to cup her cheek. His thumb brushed away the tears. Seconds later, so do his lips.
