Baby I'm Amazed {Jimmy Fallon Romance}

Chapter 24

I woke up to the sun peeking through the curtains in the bedroom. I was curled up under the blanket with my arms resting under the pillow my head was on. I blinked a couple times against the sun before I sat up. The blanket fell down my bare chest, and I pulled it back up while my face heated up as I remembered the night before.

The night before was a lot more than just the sex. The sex was...beyond anything I could describe. It was amazing; I had never felt more wanted by anyone than I did by Jimmy. And I had never wanted anyone more than I wanted Jimmy. Even sitting in the bed I felt my stomach flutter at just the thought of him.

But the best part of the night had been hearing him say he loved me over and over again throughout the night. We laid awake for hours afterwards, in each other's arms talking and every so often he would say he loved me and I said it back it was beautiful.

I scanned the room and saw my two luggage's and carryon bag sitting on the floor by the dresser, I smiled knowing Jimmy had brought them up for me, probably after he woke up.

I removed the blankets from me and walked to them, I crouched down and opened the first one, I pulled out undergarments, some faded blue jeans, a dark blue tank top that had the straps knotted in the back. I opened my carryon bag to grab my face wash, toothbrush, and deodorant, and then I went into the washroom to wash and get dressed.

I came out ten minutes later and went downstairs where I heard Jimmy talking to someone.

"Please be careful with her stuff, guys. She'll probably kill me if something gets broken," Jimmy said with a small chuckle at the end.

I smiled and walked over to the door and saw him standing there with the movers, with my boxes scattered all over the floor.

"Hey," I said as I wrapped my arms around his torso.

He turned his head as far as he could to see me, "Morning, Maggie," he said, then turned in my arms so he was in front of me.

I leaned up and kissed him quickly on the lips before looking around him to see how everything was going, "Almost done?" I asked, letting him go.

He nodded and turned to face the direction I was looking.

"Just about. I wasn't sure where you wanted everything," he said with a small smile.

I wrapped my arm around his waist and looked up at him, "We'll find room, right?"

He kissed the top of my head and pulled back, "Of course."

The movers were there until after 3pm, helping take things upstairs and waiting for me to sort through some other things to see if they needed to go to the Hamptons house.

Jimmy and I stayed in and ordered takeout and I unpacked some of the boxes, Jimmy was more concerned looking through my photo albums and laughing at the pictures of me as a kid. I giggled and threw a fortune cookie at him. Everything felt so perfect. I would be eating and watching an episode of Dateline Mysteries and I would catch him looking at me out of the corner of my eye. I would turn to look back at him and he never hid the fact he was staring at me.

"It's just hard for me to understand, I guess," he said after maybe the tenth time I looked over at him after I caught him looking at me.

"What is?" I asked with a smile on the other side of the couch.

He smiled and looked down at his plate of Chinese food then back up at me, "Why you're here with me."

My breath caught in my throat, hearing him say that kind of tuff always made me sad, why wouldn't I be with him?

"Because I love you, Jimmy. Every time you ask me that, that's always the answer you're going to get. You're an amazing man, and anyone would be lucky as hell to have you," I told him.

"I love you too," he said quietly.

After we ate, we went back up to our room, saying our room makes me beyond happy BTW, where I unpacked my luggages and repacked one for our trip to Virginia, while Jimmy packed one of his.

"What if they hate me?" he asked while he was tossing things into his bag.

I placed some of my folded clothes into my bag and sighed, "No one is going to hate you. Quite the opposite actually. They're all going to love you more than me, probably. They're going to spend all their time talking to you, so you better turn on the funny, Fallon," I said tossing a pair of rolled up socks over at him, hitting him in the forehead.

He snorted and tossed them back to me, "The funny is always on, Atwood. How else did I manage to trick you into falling in love with me?"

I laughed and shook my head, "You didn't trick me!"

"I don't know," he said playfully, I just laughed and shook my head at the amazing man that, for some reason, wanted me to be around him.

We woke up the next morning at 7:30am and got ready to go.