Blainsville

12) The Temp

Diana

I didn't sleep much last night even though I knew I had to be at work this morning. I mainly watched Jimmy mumble in his sleep with slightly tossing and turning. I could tell he was still in some pain but the sedative was so strong he wouldn't wake, even when I crawled out of bed around seven he was knocked out. I went to our walk in closet grabbed my most decent set of clothes a black pencil skirt, my pale blue blouse and my dark blue heels. I figured nice and formal was my best bet. I head to the bathroom and brush my teeth I'd look over toward our bedroom to glance at Jimmy still peacefully asleep on his side; hand under the pillow. After I'm done brushing my teeth I turn on the shower I glance down the hall one last time he's still sound asleep the way he looks is so adorable I smile to myself. Once I'm out of the shower I have thirty minutes till I have to head out just enough time for a fresh chai latte just as I'm about to turn on the coffee maker I can hear footsteps behind me. Suddenly I'm wrapped in a pair of arms, "Good morning, hot stuff. What are you doing up dressed so sexy?" Jimmy nuzzles his nose to my neck it sends a wave of chills down my spine. God he could be so fucking hot when he knew how to play it. "We gonna have a repeat of yesterday?" He kisses my cheek making his way down my neck, "Boy, do I wish... But I don't have time right now. Baby, I have to get to work soon." That's when he lets go of me in a hurry, "Oh shit! I forgot I have the Damn presentation! Son of a bitch! What time is it?!" Fucking crap; I totally forgot the part of mentioning that he cant go to work for awhile. "Jimmy? Baby? James? You might want to sit down. You just sit down right here I have to explain something." Telling Jimmy that he couldn't go to work was like telling Satan that he couldn't torment anymore souls. It was gonna be risky and a long shot but it had to be done, "James, you've been put on bed rest for a couple of months. John said it was important you take it easy until the morning sickness slows down. He also said your feet were a little swollen so you need to rest for awhile." Oh shit here it comes, "What you're telling me is that I'm out of work until John says I'm ok? Nope. No. No, that's not gonna happen. I cant just drop everything hard I ever worked for. And for what? Nobody said anything about me not working. How are we going to pay the bills in this bitch?! What about my promotion?! What the fuck! Give me that damn phone I'm gonna give Johnny a piece of my mind... Maybe a few choice words." He's going for the phone but even in heels I'm faster, "James, no! Listen to me you need to take it easy. That's why he hired me temporarily. I mean sure its not the pay we're used to but we'll be fine..." Jimmy is pissed he looks like he's about to punch me square in the face. "Babe, listen to me doing too much could effect the twins; you need to rest. I'm just going to be a temporary secretary I don't have any clue how much I'm going to be making but I'm doing this for you, babe." He takes a seat on the couch I knew this would kill him. Everything he so desperately wanted and worked for suddenly gone it made me feel somewhat guilty. I felt as if I just took his livelihood and claimed it for myself that's when an idea came to me. "How about I swing by your office later and tell them you're sick? If I can convince them enough that maybe your on leave of some kind? I'll have to talk to John about it but I can probably get you to work from home." James still didn't seem so happy but he complied, "Fine, I'll give you that much. You know me, Ana I cant just sit around and work at home. Its going to literally drive me fucking crazy. I'm not used to being here all the time; its like I have too much time on my hands." The more he complained the more guilt I felt so I decided to cut him short while he was still talking I try to make my great escape; which wasn't as great as I thought. More or less it looked like this: I grabbed my coffee off the counter and ran as fast as my heels would allow me meanwhile James chased me to the car, "God damn it, Diana! Don't fucking leave me here! I cant do this! Get fucking back here!" He's yelling and ranting as I pull out of the driveway slightly giggling as I do. I shouldn't have laughed like I did but I couldn't help it for once in our marriage I wore the pants and that part was strange but I'll admit it felt good.