Chapter 14

2 ½ weeks later

9 am

Tommy woke up in his old bedroom. He and Kimberly decided to go to his parent's house for Thanksgiving. Kim's mother was disappointed that her daughter was choosing to stay instead of visiting her. Tommy moved down to Kim's level and kissed her. Their PJ's on the ground around the bed, tossed in the moment of passion.

"Yucky, morning breath," she whispered moving away from him.

"Good morning to you too." Kim smiled and opened her eyes.

"Morning." She hugged him. "I'm hungry." Tommy laughed.

"What would my princess like?"

"Hmmm...oh, sausage gravy and biscuits."

"Okay. Anything else?"

"Umm, strawberry jam."

"Okay."

"But we can get it in an hour."

"What are we going to do in a hour?"

"This!" Kim straddled his waist. She slid him inside her. "And more." Tommy groaned.

"One of these days, you are going to kill me."

"But what a way to go!" She bent down and kissed him. Her hips moving slowly up and down on him.

"Torture, Beautiful. Absolute torture." Her mouth biting on his ear and neck.
"Payback, baby." Tommy had given Kim hickeys so big, even Kim's dance instructor comments a few days before they left for Thanksgiving break. It wasn't just the hickeys, but the placement. Right above both breasts. Her sport bra didn't cover them. Tommy sucked on her neck so hard, it hurt sometimes to move her neck and she knew she was going to have to pay him back and soon.

They got up and showered. Tommy's mother was putting away some groceries when she saw the couple coming downstairs, laughing and hugging each other.

"Good morning you two."

"Morning, Mom." Tommy kissed her on the cheek and got a kiss as well.

"Morning," Kim said holding Tommy's hand.

"I was wondering when you two would be waking up. How was your bedroom?"

"Just like I remember leaving it."

"A little changes, but I'm glad you like it."

"We are heading out for breakfast, want to come?"

"Your father left to get some work from the office."

"I thought Dad was off for break?"

"He is, but you know your father."

"We should be back soon." Kimberly waved, following Tommy. Kimberly drove them to MacDonalds. She hated driving in her flip flops. She took them off at the drive-thru window. Kimberly adjusted her teal tank and light purple shorts. They placed their order.

"So, I was thinking about maybe going to see Ernie for a little while."

"Sounds good." Tommy said pulling some money out.

"I heard he gave up the Juice Bar."

"He did to Lt. Stone for a while, when he opened the beach place. But then he gave it over to a lady, Adelle, I think. Called the Surf Spot now."

"Wow, I leave for just a few years and everything changes." Tommy smiled as she handed over the bags to him and pulled out.

They found Ernie's place and spent the afternoon with him. Kim loved hearing about the fun things that went on while she was in Florida.

"I am very happy you two came to visit. I don't see anyone much, since I got sick. Aisha, Trini sends me postcards with little letters here and there."

"Oh, Ernie, I promise, I'll get the gang to come visit, Christmas. It'll be like old times." He nodded.
"I am also very happy to see you two back together, the way you two were suppose to be."

"Me too," Tommy said. Kimberly hugged Tommy.

"Very happy." They kissed. They waved goodbye.

7pm

Tommy was helping Kimberly wash up the dirty dishes from dinner. They ordered out, because Mrs. Oliver was making a feast for Thanksgiving dinner. Kimberly was reaching in the sink to get the last few items, when she let out a scream.

"Ow!" Her bloody hand came out. Tommy caught her hand before she could bring it to her mouth.

"You don't want to do that." He grabbed a cloth and wrapped the cut on the inside of her hand. He applied pressure.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, Mom." Tommy lifted the cloth as more blood poured out.

"Oh, Kim, that's a nasty cut. I'll get the kit."

Kimberly sat at the table, Tommy on his knees infront of her, cleansing the cut.

"I'm fine, you know."

"I know." He applied cream, and wrapped it in bandage.

"It's not that bad."

"Kim, I know." She lifted his chin.

"I know you." He reached up and kissed.

"I hate it when you get hurt."

"Me too." Tommy was nearly healed from his shoulder injury, partially due to his former ranger powers. He could raise his arm more with each passing week. Tommy found it a nonsense to use the sling, though Kim would always make him. Tommy took up and closed the kit. "Let's go to bed."

"I like that." She laughed. Tommy threw her over his good shoulder.

"HEY!" He slapped her butt. Mrs. Oliver came into the kitchen and laughed. Tommy was heading up the back steps.

"Good night, MOM!"

"Night you two!"

"Night, Mrs. Oliver."
"Watch your head.." Kim bumped her head.

"OW!"

"Sorry."

"You know this caveman, it's really old!"

"You love it, Aisha told me!"

"That little..."

"Watch it." Tommy dropped her to his bed after kicking his door shut. Kimberly picked up her black satin sleep shirt from the ground. She stripped down to nothing and put it on, not buttoning it, as Tommy pulled off his shirt and pants. Kim locked the door and stood against the door.

"Don't." Tommy went to slid his boxers off.

"Why?"

"Because I said so." She pushed him to the bed. Kimberly bent down and kissed his stomach. Tommy groaned. Her lips tickled his stomach and around his boxer opening. She blew inside the opening, making Tommy shiver. Mrs. Oliver about to head into her bedroom, when she heard a loud gasp followed by a moan. She slowly sneaked to the door and pressed her ear against it. The bed creaking, along with moans and slapping of skin. Kim's cries of passion and love affirmed, what Mrs. Oliver already knew. Anyone spending a few hours with them could tell, they were in love and they were going to be together for a very long time. Mrs. Oliver smiled and shook her head. 'My baby is all grown-up now' she thought going toward her room. 'Am I ready to be a grandmother?'

Teaser: Teaser: "What if I screw up?"
"We all mess up, Kimberly." Mrs. Oliver rubbed the back of Kim's head. "But it is those who chose to keep trying, that really make a difference. Now, you can win 4 gold medals at the Olympics, graduated from high school in a less than 4 years, make straight A's in college, but won't try a yams dish?"
"Silly, huh?"