Baby I'm Amazed {Jimmy Fallon Romance}

Chapter 9

I was standing in the kitchen mixing the pasta in with the sauce that I made for dinner for me and Jimmy. Even just thinking about him made me smile.

Jimmy and I had kissed and laid out our feelings. He liked me just as much as I liked him. And he told me he wanted to be with me. We decided not to rush that part of it though; we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend yet. He didn't want to rush me, not that I would have minded anyways, if he would have asked me I would have said yes without a second thought.

"Jimmy!" I called, towards the living room, where I had left him sitting watching more TSN.

I heard his footsteps coming towards me, "Yeah?" he asked.

I looked over and smiled at him, "Could you get down a couple plates for me?" I asked him nicely.

He sighed, "You are literally the most demanding person I have ever met in my life," he said going over to the plate cupboard.

I rolled my eyes, "Well; now I'm not feeding you."

"Wait you were going to feed me?" he asked putting the plates next to me.

I laughed, "I was going to put food on your plate, not put food on a fork and feed you."

He laughed and stood behind me, putting his hands on my shoulders and began rubbing them.

"I'm just kidding, everything looks amazing! Thank-you!" he said in my ear.

I smiled and leaned my head over to his, "You're welcome."

I spooned out pasta on each of the plates, and put some Cesar salad on each plate too.

"Can you take the plates to the living room? I'll grab the drinks," I said turning to face Jimmy.

He smiled down to me and nodded, "Yeah of course," he said his eyes went from my eyes to my lips making me smile. He leaned down hesitantly and connected our lips. One hand went up to the play with his hair and another rested on his shoulder, his hands were at my waist squeezing gently.

I pulled away, smiling as he groaned a little, "Dinner will get cold," I said sliding out of his grasp and walking to the fridge.

"Well you're lucky I'm starving!" he said with a laugh.

"What do you want to drink?" I asked opening the fridge and pulling out one of my water bottles.

I heard him pick the plates up, "Coke," he said, and then I heard his footsteps walking away from me.

I grabbed his drink and closed the fridge; I grabbed two forks from the drawer and followed him out.

He was just setting the plates down on the coffee table when I walked in, I put his drink and fork next to his plate before taking my seat, putting my water and fork on the table as well.

He picked the remote up and handed it to me, "Do I even need to ask what you want on?"

I fake gasped and swatted his hand away, "Shush! You don't know me!"

He leaned back on the couch laughing, "Oh really?" he asked.

I stuck my tongue out and picked up my food, "Okay you do, but still!" I said with a small laugh. I picked up one of the pillows and put it on my lap and put the food on top of that, "You can put on whatever you want."

He smirked at me and put it on the Food Channel, "Chopped!" I cheered.

He giggled and mimicked my eating arrangement.

We ate in silence while we watched the show. I put my empty plate on the coffee table just as Jimmy did.

"Are you happy you came out here?" I asked him quietly, placing my hands back on the pillow.