Chapter 11
"Hey baby," he opened his door and dragged me in for a kiss.
"Hey," I smiled. Becoming the person I was again before this whole thing happened.
"I felt worried when you left like that... what happened?" he asked, his arms around me, kissing my neck.
A frog hopped in my throat as I thought of something to say. "I think I have a bit of a cold, its cool though, Jim." I said, walking into his kitchen, pulling out a Tylenol from his cupboard.
"A cold? Are you serious?" he asked. I nodded. "Well, I've got good medicine for that..." he said, searching in his fridge.
I laughed. "And whats that?" He turned to me and pulled me in, slightly chuckling.
"Its over in my bedroom, wanna come see?" he winked.
I smiled, then remembered the reason why I was here. "I wouldn't want you to catch my cold, baby." I said, taking some Dymetap.
"Aww, I don't care. I would ask to be killed for a kiss from you. . . or anyother things from you." He smirked.
I laughed. "Jimmy, babe, one day this is all gonna come back in your face.." I winked. He smiled, ruffling his hair as the phone rang.
"I'll get it," he said. I began to make myself a sandwich as I overheard the conversation on the phone. "Hello? ... Yeah, hey whatsup? ..." I smiled at his casuality. "... Yeah, she's right here... ok, one sec." He took the phone from his ear and handed it to me. "For you, its Flora."
I nodded, worried that she may have gotten a call from the doctor and worried about what the doctor had said. "Hello?" I choked out.
"Hey, whatcha doin there?" she said in a casual voice then put her voice down immediately. "You didn't tell him did you?"
"No," I said, trying to make my sandwich and hold the phone at the same time. Jimmy smiled at me, pushing me to the side so he could make the sandwich for me.
"I'm coming over there."
Chapter 12