Sorry, it took me a while. Somehow, Slash is a lot easier to write… or well, the Slashy Fun kinda distracted me from this story (in case you haven't read it yet, check out my other story "Enjoy it").

However, here it is, hopefully better than the last chapter and hopefully no one will kill me after it.

I still do not own anyone or anything… I desperately wish I would, but yeah.

The first two weeks went by pretty fast. The plan worked well… as far as Randy and Tammy could tell. Evan did not say a word to anyone and Cody was playing the perfect boyfriend whenever they were out. Though it felt somewhat awkward for Tammy… and Cody… especially after she knew how he thought of her. The topic was avoided the whole time, even when they were alone. On tour she shared a room with him and Randy, though Cody mostly bunked with Evan and John during nights, sneaking out and in without anyone ever realizing it. They mostly took the car to their next destinations due to her pregnancy and the doctor forbidding her to fly. She was feeling good, well, physically good; mentally she fought more and more against her growing feelings for Cody. With every minute they spent together, she could not help but see him in another light. Not that she didn't love Randy anymore, don't get it wrong, Randy was still the man of her dreams, the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, but somehow Cody got more and more interesting for her.

They just got back from another week full of work the day before, as mentioned two weeks after she started traveling with the boys. Randy was in his new apartment he found a week ago, trying to take care of all the formalities, paper-work and whatever came with his moving and with the divorce. He needed, he wanted to do this on his own. He did not want Tammy to worry about anything or everything unless it was the baby. Cody, John and Evan had stayed over the night before, playing video games, watching movies, eating junk-food till late at night with Tammy and Randy. No one went to bed before 3 a.m. so for it was pretty surprising for Tammy to find the spot next to her empty at 9 a.m. She rose slowly from the bed, rubbing her eyes, looking around the room before stretching. She was so used to Randy falling asleep and waking up next to her after the last two weeks already, that she could not sleep any longer without his arm wrapped securely around her and his hot, steady breathing against her neck. She saw a small note on the nightstand, reaching over, sheets covering her almost bare body as she grabbed it, reading the two sentences Randy had written, explaining that he was in his apartment and would be back by noon. She sighed, laying the note back down on the nightstand before stretching again and slowly getting out of bed. After taking a quick shower and getting changed into some hot-pants and one of Randy's shirts she decided to head downstairs and into the kitchen to make the boys something for breakfast… or lunch, whenever they'd get up from the dead.

Walking down the stairs, she could already smell something cooking. She arched a brow, wondering who was up that early, if maybe Randy was still home and had the same idea as she did, but when she walked around the corner, her smile vanished and turned into a small frown: Cody stood in front of the stove, only wearing some boxers, humming while he shook the pan to turn the pancakes. She crossed her arms over her chest, lips forming a slight smirk as she watched him from the door, finding herself not being able to turn away from that sight, eyes wandering from his strong shoulders over his well-trained back to his now slightly swaying ass. She bit her lip hard, closing her eyes for a short moment, trying to shake the thoughts out of her head, before she opened them again and decided to clear her throat.

Cody jumped a little, almost dropping the pan as he turned around and his cheeks started to redden in an instant as he saw her leaning against the door-frame, trying to hide a small chuckle.

"Morning. I see you had the same idea as I did."

Cody swallowed and looked back at the stove, before turning his attention to her again, nodding slowly, rubbing the back of his head.

"Uhm… yeah… sorry… I didn't expect anyone to be up that early."

This time she could not hold back the chuckle anymore.

"Explains your outfit."

If his cheeks were red before, they now changed into the deepest red ever as he licked the side of his upper lip, turning back around towards the stove, not able to look her in the eyes. She snickered and walked over to him, leaning over his shoulder to take a look at the pancakes.

"Looks good. Just make sure my kitchen isn't a mess by the time you're done."

He gulped down, his breasts rubbing against his bare back sure did not help him to regain his composure, her hips so close to his ass, her breath against his ear. Closing his eyes, he took a long, deep breath before nodding again and turning around, coming face to face with her. They stood like this for a long time, just staring at each other, none of them saying a word, electricity shooting through both of their bodies until Cody shook his head, looking away from her.

"It won't."

She blinked a few times before taking a step back, nodding, smiling at him.

"Fine."

As he turned back around towards the stove and his task, she felt herself almost burning with desire, desire to turn him around and just kiss him, to feel his bare chest against hers, his hands on her skin, his breath in her face. Shaking her head once again, shaking the thoughts out of her mind, she pulled out a chair at the dining table and sat down on it, placing her chin on her palms and just watched him for the rest of the time. Cody did not dare to turn around again before he was done cooking. He was too busy trying to get his bulge under control, envisioning all kinds of a-sexual things while stirring the pancakes. As soon as he had finished and turned off the stove, he placed the pancakes on a plate and set it on the table in front of Tammy, avoiding eye contact.

"I'll go get dressed."

Tammy let out a short sigh and shook her head as she grabbed his wrist.

"How bout you sit down and eat breakfast with me now and get dressed later? The pancakes will be cold by the time you'll be back."

He swallowed, chewing his lips while looking down at her tiny, soft hand on his wrist. A long sigh and a nod of his head later, he turned back around and sat down opposite to her. He did not want to be here with her, well actually he did, but it felt weird. Only in his boxers, hair still messed up from thrashing and turning around on the couch, having barely slept while all kinds of images invaded his mind, images of her, images of him and her together, images of what could be. Tammy realized that he felt uncomfortable and sighed before grabbing his hand over the table, squeezing it slightly.

"You know… maybe we really SHOULD talk about it finally. I mean… maybe… if your feelings for me are that strong, we should just cancel that whole plan and I should stay home again instead of traveling with you guys."

Cody looked up again, his azure eyes meeting her blue ones, tilting his head slightly as he chewed the inside of his cheek.

"I know you don't feel comfortable being with me all the time, especially when we're alone and actually so do I."

His brows furrowed in concentration as he tried to understand what she was talking about. Tammy sighed again and shook her head, sending him a warm smile.

"It's not that I don't like you, Codes. I like you a lot… more than I should, but I'm with Randy… and I'm happy with him, even if the whole situation is still kinda fucked up. I know that him and me… that we belong together."

In a matter of seconds, Cody's expression changed from surprised to a slight grin to a big frown. He pulled his hand away from hers and shook his head, clenching his jaw as he looked down at his plate, mumbling.

"I know… damnit… I know. You don't have to tell me. I can see it day in and day out, every single minute I spent with the two of you, even when I'm alone with you… there's no other topic than Randy here, Randy there."

He looked up again, his voice now filled with anger and frustration, tears forming in his eyes.

"If you knew that I have feelings for you all along, then why do you keep doing this to me? Why do you keep telling me again and again that you love Randy? That there's no other man like him? Why do you keep showing me how much he means to you? Why do you…"

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down a bit, looking her dead in the eyes. She was more than surprised by his sudden outburst, staring at him as if he had grown a second head, not believing what … how he just had exploded on her. The usually calm, down to earth, always happy Cody…

Blinking a few times, she got up and walked around the table until she stood right in front of him. He looked up at her, waiting for a slap, a punch, waiting for her to snap back at him, he would have deserved it, but none of that ever came. Instead, Tammy leaned down, her small, soft hands cupping his cheek, lips so close to his that they almost touched. His breath hitched as she whispered.

"Maybe I should've done that a lot earlier."

Her eyes stayed fixed on his as their lips finally touched, carefully, gently brushing against each others before she closed her eyes and pressed her lips onto his. Cody almost forgot how to breathe, almost forgot where he was, almost … heck, he forgot everything around him as her soft lips caressed his, her thumbs brushing over his cheeks, her bare legs touching his. This was what he'd dreamt of for so long now, what he had fantasized about so many times, what he had wished for ever since he'd met her. He did not want to ruin this short moment. He knew it would not last long. He knew that it would probably be the only time. He knew he had to cherish every single second of it before it stopped again. Slowly parting his lips, he let his tongue sneak out to carefully run it along her upper lip, his hands finally finding the courage to grab her hips gently, but firmly, pulling her a little closer, holding onto her, onto that moment. Tammy did not quiet know why she was doing this, what came over her, but she knew one thing: she enjoyed the kiss. Opening her lips slightly, a soft moan escaped her throat as Cody's tongue traveled along her bottom lip, her hands grasping his cheeks a little tighter, pulling him closer to her as her own tongue snuck out to find his. Both of them gasped into the kiss, eyes shut tight, forgetting everything else around them until minutes later they had no other chance but to break it up, both needing to breath, both panting heavily.

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