Chapter 12: The Ring
Tommy was driving home after dropping Zeke off at the house. He could tell Kimberly was upset and had been crying, but she refused to talk to him about it, talk to him about anything.
"Obviously something has happened, why won't you…" Tommy was following Kimberly upstairs.
"I just want to be left alone! Leave me alone!" Kimberly screamed as she slammed her bedroom door close on Tommy's face. Tommy returned downstairs. Aisha went to take Zeke outside.
"What's going on with her?"
"I don't know. I came home and she was crying, but she wouldn't say."
"Is it Tim?"
"No, I thought that too, but I talked to Tim. He's okay. I would just give her some space. Come on, Zeke."
"Daddy will you stay for dinner?"
"I don't think so buddy, I have some things to do."
"Oh."
"See ya tomorrow okay." Zeke nodded and gave his father a hug goodbye. "Call me, if anything changes," Tommy said to Aisha. Aisha nodded.
"Bye."
Tommy got into his car and his phone rung. Tommy sighed when he saw it was his mother. Tommy pulled off from Kim's block as he answered the phone.
"Hello mother… What's up?"
"Where are you, son?"
"Just dropping Zeke off at Kim's, why?"
"You need to come over to the house immediately."
"Why?" Tommy listened as his mother told him about Kim's threat. "What do you mean she wouldn't let you see Zeke?"
"I don't know what is wrong with that woman, I just asked her a simple question…"
"What question?"
"I wanted to talk about what I saw…" Tommy immediately groaned, as his mother talked about stopping by the house early one morning.
"You saw Kimberly and I."
"Yes, you two were practically having sex on the front lawn!"
"Mom!" Tommy slammed on his breaks after finding out his mother knew about his relationship with Kimberly. Tommy was thankful for no traffic behind him. "Damnit, Mom! We were trying to keep things quiet until everything settled down!"
"Well, I'm not sure how you thought that could happen, I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if the whole neighbor doesn't know, I mean you two were practically having sex at the front door."
"Mom! I… wait a minute… Is that why Kim's so upset? Did you say something to her about that?"
"I just asked what was going on between you two. She is the one that yelled at me saying it was none of my business…"
"Well she is right, Mom! What Kimberly and I do…"
"Is that why you wouldn't take Thomas from her?"
"What?"
"Is this what you are getting in exchange for…"
"Mom! That's ridiculous! Why would you even think that?"
"I don't know! I mean, why else would my son who was so happy to be fighting to get custody of his son, win the case, but don't follow through because Kimberly was so upset."
"I didn't take my son because it was wrong to just take him from Kimberly. My god! Did you say that to Kimberly?"
"Well… I simply…."
"God Mom! You are always interfering!" Tommy did an illegal U-turn on the road after hanging up on his mother to race back to Kimberly.
Tommy knocked heavily on the front door after parking a skewed on the corner in front of the house. Aisha opened the door.
"Tommy, what are you…"
"I have to talk with Kimberly." Tommy raced upstairs. Tommy knocked on Kim's door. "Kim… Kim, please… Kimberly opened the door. "I'm sorry about my mother… she's just…she didn't mean to butt in, she was just…" The door swung to close again, but Tommy stopped it. Kimberly turned her back to Tommy as she walked to her open window.
"She called him a mistake."
"What?"
"My son… our son, a mistake." Tommy sighed when Kimberly faced him with tears in her eyes.
"She didn't mean it Kim…"
"Yes, yes she did! Don't try to defend that witch to me!"
"Look…"
"I knew your mother hated me, but damnit, my son is not a mistake!"
"Of course not." Kimberly wiped her face.
"I can't do this."
"What?"
"I can't keep fighting over this."
"Over what?"
"She is never going to forgive me for that letter and for lying to you about Zeke."
"Then that's her problem, not mine. I love you."
"But sometimes that's not enough."
"Of course it's enough, Kim…"
"No Tommy, your mother hates me… and I, I just can't handle that."
"Kim…"
"I don't think we should see each other like that again. I think we should break up." Kimberly walked into her bathroom and closed the door. Tommy sighed. He knew whatever progress they had now was pushed back.
The month of July came and went as August was flying on by as well. Zeke didn't know what happened, all he knew his parents weren't the same. Every time his father came around his mother got quiet and always walked away. She seemed never want to be around his grandmother and Tommy at the same time. There were dinners that Kimberly refused to attend just because Tommy's mother was there. Tommy let time pass before trying to re-talk Kimberly into forgiving his mother. He made his mother apologize almost immediately, but Kimberly knew that type of sorry someone, anyone says only when forced on. Kimberly just didn't trust Mrs. Oliver. Who calls a little boy a mistake, only a cruel person. Tommy had brought a ring. The ring. He had wanted to give it to Kimberly, but with the issues yet again with his mother, he had to put the ring aside, and allow the weeks for Kimberly to cool down.
Kimberly was still cold to Mrs. Oliver, since she knew Tommy's mother probably still felt the same. Mrs. Oliver was just overly trying to be nice to Kimberly and Zeke, always trying to buy her way out her hurtful words with food and presents for Zeke like a doting Grandmother would do. Kimberly was looking through the New York Times when she came across housing listing. Zeke wanted to hang out with Aisha for the day, surprising, since he could have spent the whole day with his mother at home or doing whatever they wanted to do. Kimberly was given a day off from work after all the work she had been putting in, day and night for Mr. Hansen and Aisha.
And as much as Kimberly loved working with Mr. Hansen and helping Aisha open her clothing bouquet shop, she missed the Big Apple. She missed what had become her home, a welcoming home for her son and herself. Los Angeles, California was nothing like New York. There was too much sun, too much happy fake people all around. Kimberly begins circling housing list. Kimberly knew Aisha was going to hate her if she found out she was thinking about moving back to the City. Kimberly found another nice place, when her doorbell rung. Kimberly put down her coffee and sighed. The door bell rung again.
"I'm coming jeez!" Kimberly opened the door and gasped. "Mm..mother?"
"Hello dear."
"What are you doing here?" Kimberly asked, keeping her door slightly closed to her.
"I can't come see my babygirl."
"I haven't been your babygirl in over 5 years now, Mother."
"I deserve that."
"What do you want?"
"To come in. To talk, dear. I deserve a chance to at least…"
"No, you deserve worst. You can't come in?"
"Why not?"
"Because I said so."
"But I need to talk to you. May I come in?"
"No, you may not. Aisha and Zeke could be back any moment and I can't have you…"
"He is my grandson."
"You disowned your grandson! And you disowned me!"
"I never meant to…"
"You wanted nothing to do with us remember, your choice!"
"But I am here…"
"And that's supposed to change things?"
"Please, if you…"
"There is nothing you can say that will change how I feel about you," Kimberly said.
"I am your mother, I love you, I made a mistake by siding with your father but I…"
"A mistake? You wanted nothing to do with me because I wanted my baby! You are just as bad as my father, though he wanted me to have an abortion!"
"I am so sorry for…"
"What you two did, what you have did it's… That is unforgivable. Please, leave my doorstep."
"I am begging you my child to…"
"Good day Mrs. Dumas." Kimberly closed the door in her mother's face. She slid down the door crying.
Tommy had returned from shopping when he saw a person standing at his door. Tommy gasped seeing Kimberly's mother waiting outside his apartment.
"Uh, excuse me… Mrs. Hart?"
"Mrs. Dumas now Tommy."
"Oh right," Tommy said struggling with his few bags. "What are you doing here?"
"I need your help." Tommy welcomed Kim's mother into his place. He put away the bags first, before listening to Mrs. Dumas story over some ice tea.
"I don't know how I can help you Mrs. Dumas," Tommy said.
"But you know Kimberly better than anyone, better me, her own mother."
"I did, but…"
"I need your help. What I did, I am so sorry for and I want desperately to make up for."
"She's leaving."
"What?"
"Kimberly is leaving with Zeke, I think."
"What?"
"My mother has said some things, pretty unkind things that hurt Kimberly and in turn hurt our relationship. I am trying my best to win her back, but… so far I cannot. Your best at asking Aisha for help, though I doubt she will."
"Is it not enough that I want to heal the wrong I did?" Mrs. Dumas asked.
"Normally I would say yes, but what you did, you disowned your own child. I could never do that to Zeke."
"At the time, I thought I was doing what was best, she was only 17! A year older than I when I had her brother."
"But you have to know that you hurt her, you and her father hurt Kimberly more than anything. She still feels so sad and cries about if you want to know. And right now, there isn't anything I could ever say that could help. I don't know what you can do for her to forgive you. It may just be too late."
Mrs. Dumas went next to Aisha for help after a few days and still no change from Kimberly. Mrs. Dumas stopped by the shop. She hid as Kimberly was carrying Zeke to the car leaving Aisha alone with some contractors. Aisha was going over some paperwork when she saw Kimberly's mother.
"Uh excuse me… Mrs. Dumas?"
"Hello Aisha. It's great to see you again."
"I can't say the same, what are you doing here?"
"Kimberly told you I came by…"
"Yes, she did, but I assumed you got the message and left town."
"I cannot leave, not until I fix my relationship with my daughter."
"What relationship? You disowned her."
"But I am here now.
"You were her mother and you just…"
"I still am her mother! I want to be the mother I was supposed to be again! But I need your help."
"No."
"Please Aisha, I already went to Tommy and he said no, I need one of you to…"
"I'm sorry Mrs. Dumas, but leaving Kimberly that day, pregnant and alone… you were her mother, the one person she should have been able to go to and stand besides her. But you didn't, you turned your back on your child and that, that is just unforgivable. And if I know Kimberly, which I do, she may love you because you are mother, but she will never trust you and you will never have the love a daughter should have with her mother because of what you did."
"Please, help me to gain back her trust and yours. I will do whatever I must because I have lost so much by not having my daughter in my life."
"I can't make any promises, but I will try."
"Thank you."
Kimberly was shopping when her mother appears, having been following her all morning, but never the courage to stop her daughter.Kimberly saw her mother and pushed her cart on.
"Kimberly…"
"I don't have for this..."
"Please, how about a coffee and cupcake, you always love cupcakes."
"I hate cupcakes."
"Since when?" Mrs. Dumas asked with a smile.
"Since I ate so many while pregnant with my son that it makes me puke when I see one."
"Oh."
"Why are you still here?"
"Because I'm your mother."
"You haven't been my mother for a while."
"I know."
"I don't have much time."
"Any time would help."
Kimberly was sitting outside a café with her mother. Mrs. Dumas sipped slowly on her coffee since it was just brought out.
"So, how have you been?"
"Fine," Kimberly said lifting her coffee and taking a sip.
"Tommy says you might be leaving?"
"What?"
"He told me you that something happened…"
"You went to Tommy?"
"To asked for help."
"Did he?"
"No. He said he couldn't risk losing you anymore. Why are you leaving?"
"Because it's too hard to stay."
"What happened?"
"Why do you even care, you haven't cared a damn thing about me since you left me."
"That's where you're wrong. I have cared more since I left."
"How am I to believe that? Where's the call, the letter, a card saying 'Thinking of You'?"
"I didn't know how you…"
"You made me weak Mother. You made me doubt everything I am because I always thought I would have you and Dad in my corner no matter what. But I didn't and I haven't."
"I want to change that?"
"How can you? How can you think just coming back into my life now is going to change anything?!"
"I hope it can."
"It can't."
"If you would just give me a chance to explain, fix things, I know we can.."
"Didn't you promise to always love me?"
"I do love you!"
"You left me! You left me, what kind of love is that?"
"Baby, I'm sorry…"
"Tim loves me, my son loves me, Aisha loves me, you, you Mother, you can keep your love because I don't need it." Kimberly stood up and walked away.
Mrs. Oliver tricked Katherine while she was back in town for a bit. Katherine was coming back to town anyways for a promotional event from her Ballet Company, but Mrs. Oliver convinces her to stay with Tommy and catch up. Tommy should have known better, listening to his mother as she got him to agree to have Katherine stay with him. The first night together, Mrs. Oliver set up dinner in this romantic restaurant. Katherine asked about Kimberly, but Tommy wouldn't tell her much, just that they were working through some hard times.
"Well, I'm sure things will work out," Katherine told Tommy while holding his hand of course.
"Thanks."
Katherine was in Tommy's bedroom going to use his bathroom for a nice shower after a hard morning practice sessions with her Company. Her back and legs were tight, needing a soothing bath. On Kat's way to the bathroom when she tripped over some of Tommy's dirty clothes. Her womanly instincts came out as she started cleaning up after Tommy like she did when they used to date back in high school briefly for those 4 months. Katherine was closing Tommy's dresser drawer when she came across a white velvet box. She opened it and gasped. Tommy picked that very moment to come into his bedroom. He saw Katherine holding the box. Katherine turned to Tommy. She was holding the 2.0 carat princess cut diamond solitaire ring with 18K yellow gold band.
"Wow, you weren't kidding, you are serious about loving Kimberly."
"I am," Tommy said taking the white box from Katherine's hand. He put it away back in his top dresser.
"So, why haven't you asked her?"
"I told you about my mother and her…."
"Just because your mother said some hurtful things to Kimberly shouldn't affect your relationship with her."
"To Kimberly it does. My mother hating her is just too much for Kim to handle. She already lost one mother in her life and to be constantly fighting with my mother…"
"But if you would set up boundaries for mother…"
"I have! I told my mother to back off from Kimberly, but that hasn't changed things."
"Maybe because you haven't done enough."
"What do you mean?"
"If you love Kimberly…"
"It's not if, I do love Kimberly."
"Then why haven't you asked her?" Tommy looked at Katherine pondering her question. 'Why hadn't he asked her?' Tommy knew he loves Kimberly and knew she loves him. It's foolish they aren't together.
Kimberly stopped by Tommy's apartment after the failed coffee talk with her mother. She knocked on the door and found a soaked Tommy answering the door.
"What happened?" Kimberly asked laughing at the sight of Tommy. He rubbed his face again with the towel.
"I was trying to fix the showerhead when it came off."
"Oh." Kimberly laughed again. "Well, did you fix it at least?"
"I tried, but…"
"Tommy, do you think you have any more towels, because the bathroom is still soaked and…" Kimberly looked up as Katherine was standing at the stairs in just a towel. "Oh, hey."
"Hey." Kimberly looked at Tommy very confused. She looked up at Katherine, then back at Tommy. Tommy knew that look and shook his head. .
"No, it's…it's not like that."
"Right. Because it's never the way it looks. Gosh, I can't believe I even came here to…" Kimberly turned and walked out.
"Kim… Kim!" Tommy raced after her. "Would you just stop and…"
"I came to here because I wanted you and…"
"What happened?" Tommy asked stopping Kimberly.
"Why do you even care?"
"Because I love you!"
"Then what the hell is she doing here with you?!" Kimberly yelled furiously.
"Katherine is not with me. She is just staying here…"
"Since when?"
"Since 2 days ago, but she's leaving in…"
"So, you've been shacking up with your ex for the past 2 days and didn't feel the need to tell me?"
"We have hardly seen each other in those 2 days, Kimberly."
"Enough for you two to be showering together?"
"I was fixing the showerhead for Katherine, she wanted more pressure when it popped off, nothing more."
"Yeah, I'll bet a few more things popped off."
"I am not with Katherine! I love you!"
"Right. Like it matters to me who are you with, we're not together anymore, so it's not like you're not cheating on me, you can be with her if you want, I don't care…"
"I do care. And I don't want to be with anyone else, just you."
"What a way to show it by having your ex staying with you," Kimberly mumbled.
"You are the one that broke up with me, I didn't want that! It was your choice!"
"Right." Kimberly started crying. "Because every thing is a choice. I'm sorry I came."
"Kim…"
"Goodbye Tommy."
"What?"
"I'm leaving LA as soon as possible." Kimberly walked to her car and drove off. Tommy stood heartbroken. The woman he loves more than anything in this world was leaving him, leaving him again.
Tommy walked slowly back into his apartment.
"Where's Kimberly?"
"She left."
"Why didn't you go after her?" Katherine asked wiping her hair with a towel after she just finished her shower.
"I don't know."
"Don't you think that tells you something, Tommy?" Tommy looked at Katherine. "If you love her…"
"I do love her! How many times must I say that?!"
"Then why are you here telling me? I know your mother doesn't like Kimberly, I got the feeling when she pushed me on you to stay, even though you said no, and those dinner plans and tonight's plans…"
"What plans?"
"Your mother gave me these tickets to use tonight…"
"She just doesn't understand. Kimberly has done nothing to her, and yet she keeps hurting her and me…."
"She's a mother, she only wants the best for you."
"Kimberly is the best!"
"I know that! You know that! Just because your mother doesn't see it, don't let that stop you! And don't let it stop Kimberly. Go after her. Don't let her go again, you might not get another chance."
Next day
Zeke rushes to the door when someone knocks. Kimberly was packing up for a quick visit to the City. She hadn't even called any transportation information for plane tickets or bus tickets. She just knew she need to get out of LA to re-think her life and the way things were going.
"Who is it?"
"It's me son."
"I'll get it!" Zeke yelled, as Kimberly was upstairs trying to find her suitcase.
"Zeke no!" Kimberly yelled from upstairs.
"I got it Mommy!" Zeke opened the door to his smiling father. He jumped into his arms for a big hug.
"Thomas Zeke Oliver Hart, how many times do I tell you not to answer that damn door if Aisha and I…" Kimberly screamed rushing downstairs. She loved this house a lot, but missed the secruity of the apartment in New York. Kimberly always had to buzz up visitors, but with a house, people can just come on in if the door is left open.
"But it's Daddy!"
"Oh…" Kimberly stopped. "Hi."
"Hi." Tommy put Zeke down. "Next time son, you listen to your mother, you don't answer the door on your own."
"I won't again, Daddy. I promise."
"Good," Tommy patted Zeke's head.
"What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to take Zeke for a bit, you don't mind right?"
"Actually, that's a great idea. Why don't you keep Zeke the day and night, it will let me pack on my alone and I can decide how exactly we are getting to New York."
"Okay. Go get some things man."
"Yay! Sleepover with Daddy!" Zeke rushed to the stairs. Kimberly went into the downstairs closet for her smaller suitcase. She pulled out some the bag and some other things came pouring out. Kimberly cursed. She bent down to clean up the mess. Tommy went to help. Kimberly put on a fake smile, which turned to tears as she threw some things just into the closet.
"Hey, hey…" Tommy took Kimberly into his arms and hugged her. "It's okay."
"It's not okay! Nothing is right! Why is nothing alright?" Kimberly asked crying.
Zeke saw them from the stairs as he watches his father pick up his mother. Tommy carried Kimberly over to the couch. At first he was just going to sit her to the couch, but decided on a more intimate approach. They lay on the couch together.
"You don't have to do this," Tommy said.
"I know, but, I miss Tim and being here, just proves how alone I am."
"You're not alone, I'm here!"
"Yeah, but with your mother and Katherine…"
"Katherine is not an issue. She knows I love you."
"But she…"
"She told me to go to you and not give up."
"She did?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, but your mother…"
"My mother, she will come around."
"I don't think so."
"Then her lost, because I'm not letting you go again."
"I just… I don't know if I can't take this any more."
"You may not know, but I know I won't be able to take it if you two leave me again."
"We'll visit, a lot, I promise."
"A visit every once and a while won't be enough for me. Won't be enough for us." They lay together a while in silence.
"I wonder what's taking Thomas so long?"
"Probably got distracted by the new movie Aisha brought him, Lilo and Stitch, I think. He has been wanting to watch it since yesterday, but I told if he was good and help me with some laundry he could. He probably stuck it in and is watching it." Tommy smiled.
Kimberly fell asleep in Tommy's arms on the couch. Tommy was content to just stroking Kim's hair back and across her face as she slept against him. It was high school all over again. Kimberly and Tommy always took naps together, whether that be after school, between battles, naps were their intimate moments. Moments they each cherished. Zeke came down the stairs softly.
"Dad?"
"Shhh…" Tommy hushed Zeke when he appeared in front of the couch.
"Is Mommy okay?" Zeke whispered.
"Yeah, just sleeping," Tommy whispered back.
"I was watching a movie…"
"Good. Go finish the movie and when you come back downstairs we'll make lunch for Mommy to make her feel better."
"Okay!" Kimberly slightly moaned against Tommy's chest.
"Shhh!" Tommy reached over to hush his excited son. Zeke made a face while covering his mouth with both his hands.
"Sorry!" Zeke whispered. Tommy smiled and watched as Zeke smiled and rushed back upstairs to finish the movie. Tommy kissed Kim's cheek and shoulder before laying his cheek against her cheek while hugging her close.
Kimberly woke up to smell something sweet, like a cake being bake. She remembered falling asleep with the husky scent of Tommy's cologne, but found herself all alone. She sat on the couch and found Tommy's jacket across her chest. She smiled. Tommy didn't leave. Kimberly came into the kitchen and laughed. Tommy and Zeke were covered with white flour.
"What is going on in here?"
"Daddy and I are baking a cake for you Mommy!" Zeke said.
"Oh really?"
"Well, I figured it would be something nice to do for you after everything that has happened."
"That's really sweet, but you two look a mess!"
"That is your son's fault," Tommy said.
"Oh, my son huh?" Kimberly asked.
"Daddy started it with the chocolate!"
"I did not!" Kimberly laughed. "I just suggested a little flour in the hair is good for you." Kimberly put her hands on her hips and laughed.
"Right."
"The cake should be ready in 30 minutes. I got some barbecue chicken, hot and sweet just the way you like it on the grill outside almost done with some grilled Corn and veggies too."
"That sounds great, I am starving."
"Auntie Aisha should be home soon too," Zeke said.
"I called her," Tommy said. Kimberly walked over to Tommy and hugged him. Tommy kissed the top of Kim's head as he hugged her back. "Thank you."
"No problem, Beautiful." Tommy brought Kimberly back into another hug. Zeke smiled, he was happy for his parents, back together again.
Aisha got home just in the nick of time for lunch. Kimberly was really ready to forget her and eat since she skipped breakfast, too much stress. Kimberly went to the shop back with Aisha for the rest of the afternoon. Tommy spent the rest of the day with Zeke, going to play basketball at the nearby park. They also shared dinner together outside on the patio to the leftovers from lunch before heading to bed.
"Goodnight son."
"Goodnight Dad, goodnight Mommy."
"Goodnight baby." Kimberly kissed his forehead one last time. Tommy turned off the big light as the nightlight came on. Kimberly closed Zeke's bedroom door.
"He's such a great kid," Tommy said.
"I think so too."
"So, can I stay the night?"
"Tommy…"
"I love you Kimberly," Tommy said. She smiled. "I want us to make love. I want to make love to you and then just let everything else will fall into place. Let me prove to you, tonight, how much I truly love you. Let me show you how much our love is forever." Kimberly smiled and pulled on Tommy's shirt toward her bedroom. Tommy closed the door behind him, locking out any interruptions for the rest of the night.
Kimberly convinced Tommy to cut his hair, since he would be technically working in the hot heat, plus he needed a makeover upgrade in the worst way. That ponytail had to go. Kimberly was tired of competing with the hair dryer with her boyfriend. It was ridiculous that his hair was better than hers, long and thick. Tommy finally caved in to Kim's request. Tommy sat in the tub, as Kimberly stood behind him, cutting his wet hair.
"You see, that's what's so cool about this."
"What is that?"
"When I cut your hair if I fuck up…"
"Wait, what?"
"Well, I just cut more. I mean, you couldn't do that to my hair, if you fuck up. I would just have fucked up hair, or shaved head…" Tommy looked puzzled by that.
"Please don't fuck up."
"Oh I won't Tommy! Stop worrying! Besides, a shaved head on you would be hot."
"Right, just like it would be on anyone."
"Hey, I know some girls with shaved heads."
"Right…I guess so, on the right person." Kimberly spiked up Tommy's hair.
"I wish every time you fuck up it could just grow back, like hair..."
"Most things are like that," Tommy said.
"What other things are like that?"
"Everything!" Kimberly laughed.
"Not uh!" Kimberly yelled.
"Yes, everything!"
"No! Sometimes you make a mistake that is permanent and it just ruins everything!"
"I guess you're right," Tommy said. Tommy knew Kimberly was talking about her mother. "But most can fix themselves, don't you think so?"
"I guess… I hope so." Kimberly finished up. She moved Tommy's head back and forth as she held Tommy by his hair. "I hope so," Kimberly said.
"Like my crank in my neck you're fixing by moving my head side to side…" Kimberly laughed.
"Yes, just like that." Kimberly rubbed his hair back.
Kimberly watched as Tommy started to get naked in the shower after Kimberly finished cutting his hair. At first, Tommy was surprised to find his hair basically gone. But he was also tired of his ponytail whipping him in the eye every time he does a spin kick. He hated to admit it, but Kimberly was right. He did look sexier with short spiky hair, who knew it.
"What are you doing?" Tommy asked as Kimberly started stripping down as well.
"Showering too?"
"But I'm the one that I actually needs to shower." Kimberly wraps her arms around Tommy's neck as she kisses him.
"Are you seriously going to turn me away?" Tommy smiled. How right she was.
"Of course not," Tommy said as he turns on the water. All of a sudden, the warm water became cold. Kimberly slightly screams out from Tommy's kiss to her.
"Ahhh! The water is really cold!" They both laughed. Tommy kissed Kimberly, pulling the curtain close.
"We'll keep each other warm."
AN: Thanks again everybody for the reviews, especially those loyal fans, love ya dearly... Next chapter, The Commitment, will Tommy and Kimberly be able make one of the greatest commitment to each other, or will a Red Ranger mission ruin things. Tune in gals and guys next to find out the details...catch ya on the flip side!