In the middle of the night Emma woke up. She was lying in bed with Jay still. It took her a minute to register where she was and what had gone on the past fews days. She was lying down not facing Jay, she heard his soft breathing, he didn't snore like she thought he would. She rolled over and saw him spread out on the bed, he was taking up more than half of the king size, she was small, she didn't mind. He moved his arm and it landed across Emma's chest. She looked at it, his hand close to touching her breast. She carefully lifted it and layed it next to him. She layed there studying his face, his soft lips, his gently eyes, his smooth skin, even his hair. He hadn't worn his hat anymore, and he looked nicer.
His breathe smelled like brandy, he must have had some right before they got into bed. She didn't care, the habit would drop...she already assured herself of that. But with Jay's mom dying and all, his drinking would either get worse, or he'd take life more serious and stop. "Dammit!" She said aloud sitting up. Now she'd never get to sleep because she was all stressedout over Jay. She turned and looked at him, still sound asleep. She turned back around and just stared into the darkness of the room. She felt Jay move around a bit, he'd sprawled across the entire bed now, she had no room left when she wanted to lay back down. She tried to push him over but he didn't budge, she started to tap his arm and say his name but he still didn't budge. "Idiot move!" She yelled, he still didn't hear. "Oh my God, I should just go to the other bed...but I don't want to." Suddenly Jay moved closer to her and wrapped an arm around her waist, she was still sittingup. "Asshole you're awake!" She heard muffled laughter. She got up and turned around on all fours and grabbed her pilllow to hit him with. He'd still been lying down on his stomach. She hit him not too hard on his back. "Emma stop!" She laughed. "You totally tried to take up the whole bed!"
He rolled over on his back. " I couldn't sleep."
She was stilll sitting up but she turned and sat cross legged toward him. He sat up to turn on the light beside him then layed back down.
"Neither could I."
"Why not?"
"I was thinking too much."
"About..."
"Secrets."
"Ok ok. Come lay down by me." He wrapped an arm around her waist and tugged at it. She got real nervous. Hesitantly she she layed next to him, with their arms at their sides they were barely touching. She layed still. They both knew what was going to happen next.
Jay leaned over her kissing her neck. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his back. He was soon completely on top of her. She felt him run his fingers through her hair as he kissed her collar bone. She lifted his face up and kissed him. He smiled at her and said, "Are you ready?" She nodded with a smile. Emma slipped off her boyshorts and Jay tugged his boxers down. And in a few short seconds Emma and Jay were closer than they ever not in a million billion years thought they'd be. In a few short breathes Emma managed to get out, "I think I'm falling in love with you." Big mistake, Jay just finished her off and after hers he got his and he kissed her on the cheek and rolled over and went to sleep. Emma layed there with her eyes open, once again, thinking too much and too in depth about things. She didn't think that Jay loved her back, because all though she didn't say it, she loved him. She wanted to let him know without saying the 3 little words that have scared lovers off for centurys.
Jay's POV
"How does she expect me to say I love her when I don't. I can't say I don't have feelings for her or don't care for her because I do, I just don't love anyone though. Besides, I don't have time to think about a relationship, I need to go out tonight, and alone. I gotta get my old gang back together, minus Alex, and we need to find the mother fucker that killed my mom, my dad." Jay thought to himself.