You Fill My Heart

Hanging By A Moment

"You have to go where?" Amy held the phone to her ear, pulling the top of the comforter over her chest.

George pressed the phone tighter in his hand, "Tom is down at the police station and Kathleen needs me to go down there."

"Dad it's one in the morning. I'm pregnant and you want me to just get up in the middle of the night and leave my own son so you can go help wife number one?"

"Kathleen needs me. It'll only be until I get back!"

The covers rustled next to her, "What's going on?" Ricky whispered through the dark.

"Put Ricky on the phone." George demanded

"No!" she protested "I'm going to bed" hanging up with a disgusted look.

"What was that about?" Ricky asked, stroking her elbow.

She pushed her phone back on the end table by her side of the bed. "My dad wants me to drop everything to go babysit in the middle of the night so he can go tend to Kathleen's family emergency."

"I can go babysit for him-"

"No!" she cut him off, "You're not going to help him in dropping his old life just so he can go out with wife number one in the middle of the night! Robbie is his son; he can either find another babysitter in the middle of the night or not go, It's that simple" Getting up from the bed, she waddled into the bathroom, shutting the door hard when Ricky tried to say something in protest, causing him to chuckle and roll his eyes.

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"Can't you just talk to him?" she asked holding out her phone to him.

He declined the device "Nope. I already told you it's just George being George; let him do his own thing."

"Ricky if I let him do his own thing, he's going to do the wrong thing!" Amy protested, smacking the phone against her palm, "I don't want him anywhere near wife number one!"

"Well you can't control if he's with wife number one or not- oh great now you've got me calling her that!"

"He's not going to be happy with her though!"

"You don't know that and neither do I." Ricky stated, "There is one thing I do know though, and it's that we have to get up and get ready before we're late" lifting his arms above his head in a lengthy stretch.

"Noooo" she pouted, grabbing his wrist "stay in bed with me."

"As much as I'd like to" Gently removing his wrist from her grasp, "I have school and work, you do too. I'm gonna go take a shower."

Hearing the water turn on, a wicked smile graced her face. Waddling slowly into the bathroom, careful not to be noticed or heard over the sound of the drum solos playing out of Ricky's phone resting on the sink, she shut the door.

Hearing the soft hums coming from Ricky's mouth made Amy chuckle as she tried her best to undress in her current state of pregnancy- which proved quite difficult. Pushing the curtain to the side, he saw her. But before he could say anything, her lips were on his; moving to his neck and then to his ear, biting down on the lobe, causing him to moan.

Ricky backed away slightly, "Amy we can't-" She bit her lip before going back to his neck, sucking the skin of his pulse point. "What if John walks in?"

She squeezed him, feeling just how much this little stunt of hers was making him feel. His breath hitched. "He's still fast asleep." Her left arm snaked around, grabbing the wet hair on the nape of his neck. "I want you..." she whispered lustfully into his ear. He smirked, feeling ready to attack if she kept torturing him. "Don't you want me?"