day 156 revisited
Juliet doesn't even see James as she leans against the counter to make coffee. She's wearing DHARMA shorts and a thin tank top, and he watches her from their entry way where he's been pulling off his boots. Her hair is still mussed, and all he can think is that it's a damn shame she's going to work. He's willing to bet that the bed is still warm and she's still tired enough to wrap right around him.
When he clears his throat, she finally turns and looks over, giving him a sleepy smile. "Hey you. How was work?" The coffee pot is on, and she moves toward him yawning a little.
He finally tugs his boots off and intercepts her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Long. Borin'. How'd you sleep?"
She nuzzles against his neck, breathing him in with a soft sigh. "Good. Wish I could go back to bed."
"You could always play hookie. Come take a shower with me, crawl into bed."
Juliet groans a little. "Don't tempt me."
"I could even make us some breakfast, bring it to you in bed." He's kissing up and down her neck, stopping against the skin just below her ear. "C'mon, Blondie."
She looks at him, and his lips capture hers, his hands working under her tank top. The part of her brain telling her that it's still too early in the year to use her time off like this is quickly shutting down. When his hands dip under her shorts, all of her resolve is lost. "Okay," she manages, breaking her mouth away from his. "I'll stay."
James grins in success, picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder playfully. "I win."
Her laughter carries all the way down the hall, and the coffee is completely forgotten.
When he clears his throat, she finally turns and looks over, giving him a sleepy smile. "Hey you. How was work?" The coffee pot is on, and she moves toward him yawning a little.
He finally tugs his boots off and intercepts her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Long. Borin'. How'd you sleep?"
She nuzzles against his neck, breathing him in with a soft sigh. "Good. Wish I could go back to bed."
"You could always play hookie. Come take a shower with me, crawl into bed."
Juliet groans a little. "Don't tempt me."
"I could even make us some breakfast, bring it to you in bed." He's kissing up and down her neck, stopping against the skin just below her ear. "C'mon, Blondie."
She looks at him, and his lips capture hers, his hands working under her tank top. The part of her brain telling her that it's still too early in the year to use her time off like this is quickly shutting down. When his hands dip under her shorts, all of her resolve is lost. "Okay," she manages, breaking her mouth away from his. "I'll stay."
James grins in success, picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder playfully. "I win."
Her laughter carries all the way down the hall, and the coffee is completely forgotten.