The Laughing Touch (Jimmy Fallon Fanfic)

Chapter 33

Ugh! I hate when work keeps Jimmy too busy. Somehow he fell behind and he's been bombarded with emails and sketches since we got back home last Friday!

I set a massive bowl of pesto and half loaf of french bread on the table. Jimmy sitting across from me on his laptop answering emails. I help myself first before leaving half for him. "Hungry?"

Chin in palm, eyes squinted at the screen, he shakes his head. "No, I'm not.." He mumbles without looking up. "Thanks though, babe."

"Mhmm!" I stuff my face with bread and down it with wine. I've been so hungry all day, breakfast and lunch didn't help me.

"What are you doing?" He looks over at me. "It's not the end of the world.. You're going to choke."

"I'm just really hungry.." I glance over at him, he's still glued to his screen. Eyes shift left to right.

"You're acting like you're eating for two.." Mumbles come out again.

"Because I am.."

Eyes looks over the laptop screen. Eyebrow raised. He's frozen still. "Are you serious?" I nod. "What?! Since when?" I can't tell if he's happy or mad..

"I don't know.. When we went camping?" I get up for a napkin.

"Spencer Grace.." He stands up as well.

I turn on the heels of my feet. "James Thomas.." I fold my arms. "What?"

"You're lying."

"You're right, I am." I take my seat.

A head tilts and eyes narrow at me. "Wait you're really not pregnant?"

I shake my head. "No, I'm not. But you!" His eyes get big. "Been taken by work.. I haven't had time to be a girlfriend.. I miss you."

"I miss you too, but I have to answer emails.. I'm behind and that never happens. I just need two more days and I'll be back on track and loving you again. But I haven't stopped." He points his finger at me. "And you scared me shitless.. Don't do that again."

I laugh. "I'm sorry, baby.. Day 4." And he looks relieved to hear period news.

"You have food in your teeth by the way." He points. I roll my eyes annoyed.

"Get it?" I awkwardly smile.

He smiles. "Yeah, it's gone."

"You bum.." I grab my food and head for the couch.

A arm grabs me and sets me on a thigh. "You're being the bum! Trying to leave me.." My shoulder is kissed as I stuff my face again.

Jimmy

The apartment feels too quiet. Spencer's been a little MIA after dinner and I have no idea why.. She gave me a sad smile and walked into our room after she washed the dishes. I've never seen her like this and quite frankly, I hate it.

She's laying in bed and facing the windows. Her loosely fitted tank top drapes down her tan back. Her breathing is small and her golden locks are sprawled over her pillow.

"Hey.." I crawl up to her tiny body. Kissing the peak-a-boo skin from her tank top. She sighs. I nibble my way down until the fabric starts again.

"Mm?" Penn's body vibrates under my lips.

Her hip is boney but I deal with it as I lie my head facing her legs. "What's wrong with you?" The pink Hello Kitty band-aids cover both the backs of her ankles. She got a few pairs of new heels on Sunday, blisters galore since Monday.