Just normal co-workers- a Jemily story

Chapter 3

JJ's POV
The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that I had a pounding headache. It took me a minute to realize why that was, but then the events of last night started coming back to me.
"Did I ever tell you your eyes have the most beautiful brown color I've ever seen? It's like the color of autumn leaves and chocolate."
Oh god, did I really say that? I remember telling Emily about my problems with Will at home, and I'm glad I did that, but gazing into her eyes? What was I thinking, I was so close to kissing her. I would have probably done it if the bartender hadn't interrupted us. There is one thing I'm really grateful for though, and that's that I didn't tell Emily who I like. Because it's her. She's made me question everything. My sexuality, my marriage, my feelings for her. I wish I could just go to her and tell her how I feel, but that's impossible. I have a husband, everybody thinks I'm straight, she's my best friend. I have literally everything to lose.

Just as I was about to think about more complications something moved under me, and that's when I realized where I was. I was laying in bed, in Emily's bed, in my dress above my hips and my panties very visible. I had one leg over Emily and my arm under her shirt. I couldn't breathe for a moment until I remembered that we hadn't done anything, we must have just fallen asleep close together and somehow cuddled.
Yeah, and whose fault is that JJ, hm? I thought to myself. I was the one basically laying on her, and I was the one who wanted her to come sleep in the same bed. I'm so fucking stupid, how am I supposed to get over my feelings for her when I have her underneath me like this? I cursed myself.

Well, first of all I have to change positions before she wakes up, because I don't want things to be awkward.
I slowly lifted my leg off of her, and she didn't wake up so step number one was accomplished. Although the next step needed a lot more self control than I thought. As I was lifting my hand from under her shirt my finger brushed over her smooth skin and all I wanted to do was just put my hand back and kiss her stomach. I might have done something stupid, but Emily moved a little bit, and that woke me up so I quickly removed my hand and retreated to my side of the bed. I checked my phone for messages and saw that it was only seven a.m. so I could go back to sleep.
I turned to face Emily and I was not ready for what I saw.
She also turned over on her right side so she was now facing me. Her shirt was lifted a bit, maybe because of our previous position, and the shorts she put on last night also rose up higher, so I could almost see her panties. Also, the shirt she was wearing had a pretty big cleavage, and her hair was all messy.
Oh, the things I'd let her do to me, I thought, but then blushed, because I felt embarrassed only thinking about this. We couldn't happen because of Will, and even if he wasn't a problem, Emily would never like me back. She's straight. She's dated many guys and not one woman. But then again, neither have I, I thought sadly, but also a little bit amused.

When I woke up again I felt much better than the previous time. I still had a bad headache but at least I wasn't so tired anymore. This time I didn't feel disoriented, but I was alone in Emily's bed. She must have gone to the bathroom. I sat up and looked at my phone again. It was half past eleven. I was a bit taken back by the fact that I didn't have any missed work calls, because we have been swamped with work lately. I got up, straightened my dress, and headed to the bathroom and knocked on the door.
"Hey, Em are you there?" I asked softly. I waited a bit and when I didn't get an answer I tried again. "Hello? Emily?" but nothing. I slowly opened the door, but nobody was inside. I headed to the kitchen, thinking maybe Emily was hungry and wanted some breakfast.
"Emily?" I called out once more when I was in the kitchen, but again, no answer. That's when I saw a note on the table. I reached for it, and read it out loud.

"Hey JJ, I'm really sorry, but I had to get to work, we have a case. Don't worry though I made sure nobody would text or call you today if it was about work. I'm sure your head's not feeling so good right now so I put some aspirin on the kitchen counter. Feel free to borrow some more comfortable clothes from my closet. I also made pancakes, they are in the fridge so please warm some of them up and eat. There is maple syrup in the cabinet if you want some. Oh, and there is coffee in the pot and orange juice in the fridge. Please, stay as long as you'd like and rest! And don't you dare try to go to work today, because if you will, I'll know;) See you soon:)
Emily"

It wasn't until I finished the note that I realized I was smiling. I took some aspirin and went to borrow something more comfortable as Emily suggested. As I was looking through her closet I found some beautiful shirts that would suit her so well, but I have never seen her wear them. It's too bad because she would look smoking hot in them. I found some tight shorts and a baggy shirt that I decided to wear. I was secretly hoping that Emily would come home soon and see me in those shorts because they made my ass look good. I had to laugh at myself for thinking that one.
That was when I remembered I'd forgotten to call Will. At first, I was freaking out because I didn't want him to be worried, but then I realized that he neither called nor texted me. So I decided to call him first.

It took him a while to pick up but eventually, he did.
"Hey, JJ what's up?" he asked, sounding tired.
"What do you mean what's up? I hadn't been home in over twenty hours and you didn't even notice?" I asked, annoyed at him already.
"So this is how it is, huh?" he asked aggressively. "You get to go out, but I have to check on you every hour? I'm not allowed to do my own stuff? Jesus JJ you know, not everything revolves around you," he snapped at me.
"Gee, Will, I never said anything like that, could you please calm down? I was just surprised you weren't concerned about me at all," I said, trying to calm things down.
"So now you are telling me what to do? I'll calm down when I fucking want to calm down."
"Will, have you been drinking?" I asked quietly.
"And what if I was? It doesn't matter and it doesn't change anything. Just don't come home now. I'm not in a mood to deal with you right now." Will said irritated.
"Deal with me?" I asked, offended. "Are you fucking kidding me Will? I'm your wife, you are not supposed to 'deal with me'," I said angrily.
"Are you?" Will asked and hung up.
I stood there in Emily's bedroom completely out of words. I didn't know what to do, but then I got a text:

Heyy, It's me:) You up? Have you eaten anything? And how's your head?
Em

Seeing her text made me forget about the horrible phone call just like that. I texted her back letting her know I'm alright, thanks to her. I made my way to the kitchen, heated up some pancakes with maple syrup, even though I wasn't really hungry, but I knew Emily would check. I sat down in the living room, turned on the TV, ate my breakfast and surprisingly enough, I fell asleep once again.

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