Title: Back to You- chapter 10
Disclaimer: How can I put this? I don't own Third Watch. There, that was
pretty easy.
Author's note: This chapter should clear up any confusion about chapter 9.
I guess I just had to get it out of my system. ;)
Jimmy slowly opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings. He was on the couch and it was a little before 5:30 a.m. Damn, he was on the couch. Part of him actually expected to wake up and be in bed with his sexy ex-wife. That dream had been intense and quite vivid. His dreams about Kim seemed to be getting more and more real. Soon there would be Technicolor and surround sound involved. He remembered that night. It was about 2 years into their marriage. Joey was still really little, and the thought of ever being without Kim was absurd. He promised himself, and her, that he would never do anything to hurt her, and he did just that and more. Jimmy rubbed his eyes and tried to will the memory away.
He was uncomfortably warm and more than a little turned on my the graphicness of the dream. He stood to stretch and went into the kitchen to start the coffee. Just as he had turned on the machine, he heard a shout come from his bedroom. Kim. An irrational fear seized his whole body. It's not as if anyone had gotten into his apartment, but he couldn't help but be scared when he heard her cry out. He jogged to the bedroom door and listened closely. He didn't hear anything, but that fear was still wrapped around his heart. He lightly knocked on the door, "Kimmy, are you alright?" he whispered, not wanting to wake Joey. He didn't hear any response. "Kim, I'm coming in," he warned, giving her the opportunity to tell him to get lost.
He slowly opened the door and peeked inside. He saw Kim sitting up in bed, breathing hard, with tears running down her covered face. Jimmy moved to the side of the bed slowly, not wanting to scare her. It didn't seem as if she'd heard him at all.
"Kimmy, are you alright?" Jimmy immediately regretted asking the question. 'Obviously she's not o.k. moron!' he cursed himself.
Kim sniffed and wiped her face, looking at him and smiling, "Yeah, I'm o.k." she laughed. "I just.. I stubbed my toe when I got out of bed."
Jimmy knew that was a load of crap. He could still see the tears swimming in her eyes that threatened to spill over. She was trying very hard to pull herself together. "You stubbed your toe?" Jimmy asked, unconvinced.
Kim laughed, "Yeah. What a klutz, huh?"
Jimmy sat on the edge of the bed next to her shaking form, "And that made you cry?" he asked softly.
"Well, I stubbed it pretty bad, so." she trailed off, knowing she sounded like an idiot. Why couldn't he just leave her alone? Why did he always insist on pushing?
Jimmy had his back to her, and turned to look at her. She wouldn't meet his gaze, and fidgeted with the blanket. Jimmy put a finger under her chin and lifted her head to look at him. He watched a single tear fall down her cheek and wiped it away with a thumb. Kim couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye, so she stared at his shoulder. Jimmy brushed a piece of hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. "How do you do that?" he asked softly.
Kim looked at him with a knitted brow, "What," she asked shakily.
"How do you manage to look so good in the morning after working hellish hours, taking care of your son, and waiting up late for me?" he asked sincerely.
Kim let out a sob. Jimmy had this way of getting to her. He would say something so totally random, and it would melt her. She wasn't even sure that's what he meant to do. It sounded as if he was just really wondering. But he had a way of getting to her like no one else.
Jimmy moved a little closer to her, cupping the side of her face, not wanting to push her, but really wanting to hold her. Kim moved into his arms and clung to him tightly. She cried quietly into his shoulder, not wanting to wake Joey and scare him.
Jimmy smoothed her hair with his cheek and held her tightly. He thought about asking her what was wrong, but thought better of it and kept quiet, just softly calming her down with his voice.
Kim pulled away and looked at him, "Sorry I got you all wet," she gestured to his shoulder.
Jimmy smiled, "That toe must really hurt."
Kim laughed and laid back against the pillows, closing her eyes, "I just wanna feel normal again."
Jimmy sighed and smiled painfully, "You will. It'll take some time, but you're gonna be alright."
Kim opened her eyes and looked at him, "What are you doing up so early?" A look of horror crossed her face, "I didn't wake you up did I?" she asked, afraid.
Jimmy smiled, "No. Actually, I had an..interesting dream and couldn't go back to sleep," he averted his gaze.
Kim smiled, "An interesting dream, huh?"
Jimmy scratched the back of his head uncomfortably, "Yeah."
Kim's thoughts drifted back to last night. Things had been pretty intimate last night, and she knew that the thought of sleeping together had crossed both of their minds. It had taken her an hour to fall asleep, forcing herself to stay put and not go back out there and beg him to take her. She could see that he was nervous and wondered if he had as difficult a time sleeping too.
"Wanna tell me about it," she could clearly see that she was tormenting him, but he was so cute when he blushed. And she knew it took a lot for him to do so.
Jimmy knew she knew he felt uncomfortable and was messing with him, "You wanna tell me what yours was about?" he teased back. He regretted it instantly when he saw her smile fade and her eyes water up, "Damn, Kim, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
Kim smiled through her blurry gaze, "No. It's alright. I just.. I'm so tired of being like this."
Jimmy slipped his hand into hers, "I know, baby, but things will get better. Just give it some time."
Kim smiled at the pet name he called her without even thinking. She used to love it when he called her that. Kim pulled on his hand, pulling him forward, "Come and lay with me."
Jimmy heard the warning bells going off in his mind. He was still a little hot and bothered by his dream, and knew that laying next to his beautiful, gorgeous, sexy ex-wife, who featured in a few too many of his physical dreams, was a really, really bad plan. "Shower," he blurted out inanely.
Kim smiled, "Jimmy, it's 6:00 on a Saturday morning. You don't have to work, and you don't have to be anywhere," she reminded him.
"I could have very important things to do, you know. I'm a very popular guy," he teased back.
"Jimmy, none of your girlfriends are even awake at this hour. How popular could you be?" she smiled.
Jimmy feigned hurt, "Are you implying something Miss Zambrano?"
Kim pulled until he fell next to her. They laughed and settled down into bed under the covers. The sun hadn't some up yet and the only light was from the street lights glaring off the snow. Jimmy thanked the high heavens that she was wearing sweats and not just her panties. That would have thrown him off the deep end. She was wearing a slightly skimpy tank- top that hugged her form perfectly though. Not that he was complaining. He felt her shiver in his arms.
"It's the middle of December and you're wearing a what? What is that?" Jimmy pulled back and examined her more closely, smiling when she giggled.
"It's a tankini, and I was hot when I fell asleep," Kim blushed at how he might take that. He, after all, did have something to do with the rise in her body heat.
Jimmy knew he could hugely embarrass her right now, but decided against it. Instead he pulled the covers up higher over them and held her tighter. "Well, why don't you, me and your tankini get some more sleep?"
Kim laughed and snuggled closer to him. They stayed silent for a while. Kim thought maybe he had fallen asleep, but she had to say it.
"Jimmy?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you," she whispered.
Jimmy opened his eyes and stared at the top of her head. "For what?" he asked.
"Being there for me," she hugged him to her.
Jimmy smiled and squeezed her back, "Anytime, baby."
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Kim reached out an arm in her sleep, unconsciously searching for the warm body that had been laying next to her. Her hand connected with the cold sheets and she leisurely opened her eyes. No Jimmy. She glanced at the clock and noticed that it was already 3:00. She hadn't been sleeping well lately, and with Jimmy right next to her, she'd been out like a light. Kim pulled on a sweatshirt and made her way into the living room to find her son on the couch watching cartoons.
Kim slouched on the couch next to him, "Hey, baby."
Joey smiled and snuggled into her, "Hi, Mom. You slept for a really long time."
Kim laughed, "I know. How come no one came and woke me up?"
"Dad told me that you needed to sleep and not to go in there and wake you up."
"Where is your dad?" Kim asked, getting up to get some coffee.
"He went out to get doughnuts for breakfast. I told him you liked the maple ones."
"Mmm. Sounds good."
Just then Jimmy walked in the door with a big pink box in his hands, the paper under his arm, and the mail in his mouth.
Kim walked up to him and took the mail, "Look how handy he is. Multi- tasking and everything," she teased.
Jimmy smiled and set the doughnuts down, "You better watch it or no maple bar for you. I mean, you really shouldn't have it anyway, it'll go straight to your hips."
Kim gasped in mock horror, "Are you calling me fat?!"
"If the oversized pants fit," he winked.
Kim turned around and filled a cup with water. She looked at him and smiled evilly. "You wouldn't dare." Jimmy warned.
"Oh no? What are you gonna do to me?"
"Throw that water and you'll wish you were never born, fatty," Jimmy slanted his eyes.
"Throw it, Mom! Throw it," Joey yelled, completely enjoying this spectacle.
"Oh I don't know Joey. Maybe we should give your dad a break. He did go out and get us breakfast."
Jimmy smiled and turned around, "That's right, bud. I'd be nice to your old dad if you want those sprinkles."
"But he called you fat, Mom! You have to get him," Joey bounced around.
Jimmy turned and looked at Kim. He was dead. "You're right," she smiled and threw the water in his face.
Everything was quiet for a second. Joey's eyes were wide open, wanting to see what happened next. Kim's hands were on her hips, watching in satisfaction as the water dipped from his face. She watched Jimmy open his eyes. "Oh, you're gonna get it now!"
Kim screamed and ran into the living room, making it to the other side of the couch before Jimmy caught her. He was on one side and Kim on the other with Joey bouncing up and down, rooting for his mom.
"Not so tough now without the water are ya?" Jimmy taunted her.
Kim squealed as he jumped over the couch and grabbed at her. They were once again on opposite sides. "Getting slow in your old age, James?" Kim laughed.
Jimmy glared at her. She knew he hated that name. Only his mother called him that, and it was always in a tone that made him want to kill himself. "You're goin' down, baby!" Jimmy chased Kim around the couch and dodged the pillow she was hitting him with. Right when she raised her arms to hit him again, he lunged at her and grabbed her around the middle, sending them both crashing onto the couch. He started tickling her mercilessly. She was laughing and screaming and trying to fend him off.
"Joey, help me!" she screamed.
Joey dove on to Jimmy back and tried to pull him down. "Hey! Two against one? No fair!," he laughed flipping Joey over his shoulder and next to Kim. Joey was laughing so hard he rolled off the couch onto the floor, his dad tickling him to death.
"Mom! Mom, please! Help me!" he gasped out.
Kim jumped on his back and tried to pull him off. Jimmy grabbed her legs and stood up. Kim yelped and grabbed around his neck so she wouldn't fall. Jimmy laughed as he watched Joey still laughing and trying to catch his breath. He still had a tight grip on Kim's legs, so she couldn't get away.
"Whoo, boy! I'm tired. I think I'm gonna sit," he announced, falling back onto the couch, squashing Kim behind him.
"Oh god! Jimmy, let me up! You're too heavy!" she laughed and tried to push him off her.
"I told you not to throw that water, but no! Now, I'm tired and you have to pay."
"Jimmy, you're too heavy! I can't breathe!" she mock gasped.
"That's not what you used to say when I was on top of you," Jimmy teased.
Kim turned five shades of red and covered his mouth with her hand. "Will you be quiet! There are children present!" she whispered, giggling.
"He's not even listening. He wouldn't know what that means anyway," Jimmy laughed.
"He's 10, not stupid."
They laughed and bickered some more while they calmed down. Joey climbed up on Jimmy's lap causing Kim to groan. Jimmy laughed, "I think we actually might kill her if you sit on me, champ."
" Can I have my doughnut now?" Joey asked.
"What makes you think you get a doughnut? You took sides against me." Jimmy tried to be serious.
"Aw, come on, Dad! I had to. Mom's weak. I had to defend her."
"Hey!" Kim protested.
Jimmy laughed and relented, "Oh, all right."
Joey hugged his parents, "I wish every morning was like this," he said before rushing off into the kitchen.
Jimmy's smile faltered, and he felt Kim tense up a little behind him. He noticed they were in a similar position as the other night. He was between her legs, leaning against her. "While you're back there, might as well give me a massage," he teased, trying to re-lighten the mood.
Kim laughed and pushed at him, "Yeah right."
"Hey, I deserve it. I was ganged up on," he pouted.
"Ohhh, poor baby. Come here," she cooed at him. She reached under his shirt and rubbed up and down his back.
"That's right poor baby. I bring you people doughnuts and get ambushed." Jimmy's hands were still gripped under knees.
Kim smiled and rested her chin on his shoulder, "Thank you for this morning," Kim whispered, seriously.
"Anytime you need to be tickled, let me know," he smiled.
Kim laughed and slapped his shoulder, "I meant, thanks for staying with me and not making me feel as pathetic as I am."
Jimmy smiled and nuzzled his head against her cheek, "You're not pathetic. You're an extremely strong person and I was serious when I said you'd be o.k."
Kim wrapped her arms around his waist under his shirt, "You make me feel safe," she whispered and kissed his shoulder.
Jimmy squeezed her arms, "I'm glad."
They stayed that way for a while before Jimmy spoke, "I'm gonna go get a doughnut before our son eats them all."
Kim laughed and watched him get up, "Yeah, that's a good idea. I have a maple bar with my name on it."
Jimmy turned and looked at her with a quirked eyebrow, "Are you kidding me? You definitely don't get a doughnut," he laughed and dodged a pillow. @@@@@@@
I hope that helped!=)
Jimmy slowly opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings. He was on the couch and it was a little before 5:30 a.m. Damn, he was on the couch. Part of him actually expected to wake up and be in bed with his sexy ex-wife. That dream had been intense and quite vivid. His dreams about Kim seemed to be getting more and more real. Soon there would be Technicolor and surround sound involved. He remembered that night. It was about 2 years into their marriage. Joey was still really little, and the thought of ever being without Kim was absurd. He promised himself, and her, that he would never do anything to hurt her, and he did just that and more. Jimmy rubbed his eyes and tried to will the memory away.
He was uncomfortably warm and more than a little turned on my the graphicness of the dream. He stood to stretch and went into the kitchen to start the coffee. Just as he had turned on the machine, he heard a shout come from his bedroom. Kim. An irrational fear seized his whole body. It's not as if anyone had gotten into his apartment, but he couldn't help but be scared when he heard her cry out. He jogged to the bedroom door and listened closely. He didn't hear anything, but that fear was still wrapped around his heart. He lightly knocked on the door, "Kimmy, are you alright?" he whispered, not wanting to wake Joey. He didn't hear any response. "Kim, I'm coming in," he warned, giving her the opportunity to tell him to get lost.
He slowly opened the door and peeked inside. He saw Kim sitting up in bed, breathing hard, with tears running down her covered face. Jimmy moved to the side of the bed slowly, not wanting to scare her. It didn't seem as if she'd heard him at all.
"Kimmy, are you alright?" Jimmy immediately regretted asking the question. 'Obviously she's not o.k. moron!' he cursed himself.
Kim sniffed and wiped her face, looking at him and smiling, "Yeah, I'm o.k." she laughed. "I just.. I stubbed my toe when I got out of bed."
Jimmy knew that was a load of crap. He could still see the tears swimming in her eyes that threatened to spill over. She was trying very hard to pull herself together. "You stubbed your toe?" Jimmy asked, unconvinced.
Kim laughed, "Yeah. What a klutz, huh?"
Jimmy sat on the edge of the bed next to her shaking form, "And that made you cry?" he asked softly.
"Well, I stubbed it pretty bad, so." she trailed off, knowing she sounded like an idiot. Why couldn't he just leave her alone? Why did he always insist on pushing?
Jimmy had his back to her, and turned to look at her. She wouldn't meet his gaze, and fidgeted with the blanket. Jimmy put a finger under her chin and lifted her head to look at him. He watched a single tear fall down her cheek and wiped it away with a thumb. Kim couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye, so she stared at his shoulder. Jimmy brushed a piece of hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. "How do you do that?" he asked softly.
Kim looked at him with a knitted brow, "What," she asked shakily.
"How do you manage to look so good in the morning after working hellish hours, taking care of your son, and waiting up late for me?" he asked sincerely.
Kim let out a sob. Jimmy had this way of getting to her. He would say something so totally random, and it would melt her. She wasn't even sure that's what he meant to do. It sounded as if he was just really wondering. But he had a way of getting to her like no one else.
Jimmy moved a little closer to her, cupping the side of her face, not wanting to push her, but really wanting to hold her. Kim moved into his arms and clung to him tightly. She cried quietly into his shoulder, not wanting to wake Joey and scare him.
Jimmy smoothed her hair with his cheek and held her tightly. He thought about asking her what was wrong, but thought better of it and kept quiet, just softly calming her down with his voice.
Kim pulled away and looked at him, "Sorry I got you all wet," she gestured to his shoulder.
Jimmy smiled, "That toe must really hurt."
Kim laughed and laid back against the pillows, closing her eyes, "I just wanna feel normal again."
Jimmy sighed and smiled painfully, "You will. It'll take some time, but you're gonna be alright."
Kim opened her eyes and looked at him, "What are you doing up so early?" A look of horror crossed her face, "I didn't wake you up did I?" she asked, afraid.
Jimmy smiled, "No. Actually, I had an..interesting dream and couldn't go back to sleep," he averted his gaze.
Kim smiled, "An interesting dream, huh?"
Jimmy scratched the back of his head uncomfortably, "Yeah."
Kim's thoughts drifted back to last night. Things had been pretty intimate last night, and she knew that the thought of sleeping together had crossed both of their minds. It had taken her an hour to fall asleep, forcing herself to stay put and not go back out there and beg him to take her. She could see that he was nervous and wondered if he had as difficult a time sleeping too.
"Wanna tell me about it," she could clearly see that she was tormenting him, but he was so cute when he blushed. And she knew it took a lot for him to do so.
Jimmy knew she knew he felt uncomfortable and was messing with him, "You wanna tell me what yours was about?" he teased back. He regretted it instantly when he saw her smile fade and her eyes water up, "Damn, Kim, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
Kim smiled through her blurry gaze, "No. It's alright. I just.. I'm so tired of being like this."
Jimmy slipped his hand into hers, "I know, baby, but things will get better. Just give it some time."
Kim smiled at the pet name he called her without even thinking. She used to love it when he called her that. Kim pulled on his hand, pulling him forward, "Come and lay with me."
Jimmy heard the warning bells going off in his mind. He was still a little hot and bothered by his dream, and knew that laying next to his beautiful, gorgeous, sexy ex-wife, who featured in a few too many of his physical dreams, was a really, really bad plan. "Shower," he blurted out inanely.
Kim smiled, "Jimmy, it's 6:00 on a Saturday morning. You don't have to work, and you don't have to be anywhere," she reminded him.
"I could have very important things to do, you know. I'm a very popular guy," he teased back.
"Jimmy, none of your girlfriends are even awake at this hour. How popular could you be?" she smiled.
Jimmy feigned hurt, "Are you implying something Miss Zambrano?"
Kim pulled until he fell next to her. They laughed and settled down into bed under the covers. The sun hadn't some up yet and the only light was from the street lights glaring off the snow. Jimmy thanked the high heavens that she was wearing sweats and not just her panties. That would have thrown him off the deep end. She was wearing a slightly skimpy tank- top that hugged her form perfectly though. Not that he was complaining. He felt her shiver in his arms.
"It's the middle of December and you're wearing a what? What is that?" Jimmy pulled back and examined her more closely, smiling when she giggled.
"It's a tankini, and I was hot when I fell asleep," Kim blushed at how he might take that. He, after all, did have something to do with the rise in her body heat.
Jimmy knew he could hugely embarrass her right now, but decided against it. Instead he pulled the covers up higher over them and held her tighter. "Well, why don't you, me and your tankini get some more sleep?"
Kim laughed and snuggled closer to him. They stayed silent for a while. Kim thought maybe he had fallen asleep, but she had to say it.
"Jimmy?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you," she whispered.
Jimmy opened his eyes and stared at the top of her head. "For what?" he asked.
"Being there for me," she hugged him to her.
Jimmy smiled and squeezed her back, "Anytime, baby."
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Kim reached out an arm in her sleep, unconsciously searching for the warm body that had been laying next to her. Her hand connected with the cold sheets and she leisurely opened her eyes. No Jimmy. She glanced at the clock and noticed that it was already 3:00. She hadn't been sleeping well lately, and with Jimmy right next to her, she'd been out like a light. Kim pulled on a sweatshirt and made her way into the living room to find her son on the couch watching cartoons.
Kim slouched on the couch next to him, "Hey, baby."
Joey smiled and snuggled into her, "Hi, Mom. You slept for a really long time."
Kim laughed, "I know. How come no one came and woke me up?"
"Dad told me that you needed to sleep and not to go in there and wake you up."
"Where is your dad?" Kim asked, getting up to get some coffee.
"He went out to get doughnuts for breakfast. I told him you liked the maple ones."
"Mmm. Sounds good."
Just then Jimmy walked in the door with a big pink box in his hands, the paper under his arm, and the mail in his mouth.
Kim walked up to him and took the mail, "Look how handy he is. Multi- tasking and everything," she teased.
Jimmy smiled and set the doughnuts down, "You better watch it or no maple bar for you. I mean, you really shouldn't have it anyway, it'll go straight to your hips."
Kim gasped in mock horror, "Are you calling me fat?!"
"If the oversized pants fit," he winked.
Kim turned around and filled a cup with water. She looked at him and smiled evilly. "You wouldn't dare." Jimmy warned.
"Oh no? What are you gonna do to me?"
"Throw that water and you'll wish you were never born, fatty," Jimmy slanted his eyes.
"Throw it, Mom! Throw it," Joey yelled, completely enjoying this spectacle.
"Oh I don't know Joey. Maybe we should give your dad a break. He did go out and get us breakfast."
Jimmy smiled and turned around, "That's right, bud. I'd be nice to your old dad if you want those sprinkles."
"But he called you fat, Mom! You have to get him," Joey bounced around.
Jimmy turned and looked at Kim. He was dead. "You're right," she smiled and threw the water in his face.
Everything was quiet for a second. Joey's eyes were wide open, wanting to see what happened next. Kim's hands were on her hips, watching in satisfaction as the water dipped from his face. She watched Jimmy open his eyes. "Oh, you're gonna get it now!"
Kim screamed and ran into the living room, making it to the other side of the couch before Jimmy caught her. He was on one side and Kim on the other with Joey bouncing up and down, rooting for his mom.
"Not so tough now without the water are ya?" Jimmy taunted her.
Kim squealed as he jumped over the couch and grabbed at her. They were once again on opposite sides. "Getting slow in your old age, James?" Kim laughed.
Jimmy glared at her. She knew he hated that name. Only his mother called him that, and it was always in a tone that made him want to kill himself. "You're goin' down, baby!" Jimmy chased Kim around the couch and dodged the pillow she was hitting him with. Right when she raised her arms to hit him again, he lunged at her and grabbed her around the middle, sending them both crashing onto the couch. He started tickling her mercilessly. She was laughing and screaming and trying to fend him off.
"Joey, help me!" she screamed.
Joey dove on to Jimmy back and tried to pull him down. "Hey! Two against one? No fair!," he laughed flipping Joey over his shoulder and next to Kim. Joey was laughing so hard he rolled off the couch onto the floor, his dad tickling him to death.
"Mom! Mom, please! Help me!" he gasped out.
Kim jumped on his back and tried to pull him off. Jimmy grabbed her legs and stood up. Kim yelped and grabbed around his neck so she wouldn't fall. Jimmy laughed as he watched Joey still laughing and trying to catch his breath. He still had a tight grip on Kim's legs, so she couldn't get away.
"Whoo, boy! I'm tired. I think I'm gonna sit," he announced, falling back onto the couch, squashing Kim behind him.
"Oh god! Jimmy, let me up! You're too heavy!" she laughed and tried to push him off her.
"I told you not to throw that water, but no! Now, I'm tired and you have to pay."
"Jimmy, you're too heavy! I can't breathe!" she mock gasped.
"That's not what you used to say when I was on top of you," Jimmy teased.
Kim turned five shades of red and covered his mouth with her hand. "Will you be quiet! There are children present!" she whispered, giggling.
"He's not even listening. He wouldn't know what that means anyway," Jimmy laughed.
"He's 10, not stupid."
They laughed and bickered some more while they calmed down. Joey climbed up on Jimmy's lap causing Kim to groan. Jimmy laughed, "I think we actually might kill her if you sit on me, champ."
" Can I have my doughnut now?" Joey asked.
"What makes you think you get a doughnut? You took sides against me." Jimmy tried to be serious.
"Aw, come on, Dad! I had to. Mom's weak. I had to defend her."
"Hey!" Kim protested.
Jimmy laughed and relented, "Oh, all right."
Joey hugged his parents, "I wish every morning was like this," he said before rushing off into the kitchen.
Jimmy's smile faltered, and he felt Kim tense up a little behind him. He noticed they were in a similar position as the other night. He was between her legs, leaning against her. "While you're back there, might as well give me a massage," he teased, trying to re-lighten the mood.
Kim laughed and pushed at him, "Yeah right."
"Hey, I deserve it. I was ganged up on," he pouted.
"Ohhh, poor baby. Come here," she cooed at him. She reached under his shirt and rubbed up and down his back.
"That's right poor baby. I bring you people doughnuts and get ambushed." Jimmy's hands were still gripped under knees.
Kim smiled and rested her chin on his shoulder, "Thank you for this morning," Kim whispered, seriously.
"Anytime you need to be tickled, let me know," he smiled.
Kim laughed and slapped his shoulder, "I meant, thanks for staying with me and not making me feel as pathetic as I am."
Jimmy smiled and nuzzled his head against her cheek, "You're not pathetic. You're an extremely strong person and I was serious when I said you'd be o.k."
Kim wrapped her arms around his waist under his shirt, "You make me feel safe," she whispered and kissed his shoulder.
Jimmy squeezed her arms, "I'm glad."
They stayed that way for a while before Jimmy spoke, "I'm gonna go get a doughnut before our son eats them all."
Kim laughed and watched him get up, "Yeah, that's a good idea. I have a maple bar with my name on it."
Jimmy turned and looked at her with a quirked eyebrow, "Are you kidding me? You definitely don't get a doughnut," he laughed and dodged a pillow. @@@@@@@
I hope that helped!=)