AUTHOR: trista groulx (the dustytiger)
DISCLAIMER: kim, jimmy, bobby, carlos, lieu et al don't belong to me, they belong to NBC, their creator and the actors and actresses who portray them
RATING: R for sexual situations (certianly not in this part it could be "g" it's lacking so much action)
CONTENT: kim/jimmy, kim/bobby r
SUMMARY: the morning after, what happens when jimmy drops off joey?
AUTHORS NOTES: no mix up this time... this is short, the next part is better, hope 'ya like!
The next day, Kim woke up to the doorbell ringing. She could only assume that it was Jimmy dropping Joey off before school. She cursed herself for falling asleep in Bobby's arms, and hoped that he would not emerge before Jimmy left. She put on her bathrobe, and answered the door.
"Did I wake you?" Jimmy asked.
"Yeah, sorry, I slept through my alarm. I guess we need to get you ready for school," she said looking at Joey.
Jimmy could tell by the look on her face that she had gotten laid. Some deep gut feeling told him that she was sleeping with Bobby. He wanted to storm into her room and find him sleeping there. But he knew that violated the restraining order, and he was not going to risk losing his son over that kind of stupidity. He would go over her head if he had to, at work, but decided not to make a scene there. He left without incident, making Kim sigh with relief. She closed the door, and looked at Joey.
"Did you have fun last night?" she asked him.
"Yeah, did you?" he asked.
"Kind of, Bobby slept over, he wanted to be here when your dad came back just in case," she lied, glad six year olds did not know much about the birds and the bees.
"Oh, then where is he?"
"Still sleeping."
"Where?"
"In my room."
"Where did you sleep?"
"In m-" she stopped herself before she finished "In the living room on the couch."
"But you told Daddy you had just woken up. Why isn't there stuff on the couch?"
Damn kids and their curiosity, she thought to herself. "Well- I…" she couldn't think of a good reason.
"Is Bobby going to be my new Daddy?"
"I don't know, Joey. But, I don't want your dad, or anyone else about Bobby and me. We are dating, your grandmother knows, and so does Kristy, but I don't want anyone else to right away. So can you please keep this a secret?
"Okay, I can keep a secret!"
"Good, now did you already have breakfast?" She asked, certain Jimmy had not remembered that he needed food after he woke up.
"Nope, didn't have time, Daddy said I had to come back here, to get my lunch, and catch my bus."
Of course, she thought. Jimmy didn't start until how late that day? But couldn't even be bothered to make his son a lunch, or drive him to school. The least he could have done was make some breakfast for the child.
"Have a Pop Tart," she told him, turning around to make his lunch.
Joey was usually only allowed Pop Tarts as a desert, and was quiet happy to get one for breakfast. Before long she had him all packed up and ready for school. They walked down to the bus stop, and she waited for him to get on the bus, and wave goodbye. She knew that he would want her to stop that soon, so cherished every moment she could. She went back upstairs, took of the clothes she had thrown on, to go down to the bus stop, then snuggled up to Bobby for a couple more hours of sleep.
She just hoped that Jimmy did not suspect anything. It was crazy that she would make Bobby leave two hours before their shifts started, but she did not want to raise any suspicion at work.
end notes: wow, that was a tease huh? laugh next peice is longer and has a bit more juice to it!