|Where to from here?
||[May. 19th, 2007|06:44 pm]
Dunder-Mifflin Scranton (An Office RP)
Jim stood nervously outside Pam's door. Even though he had told her that he was coming, he still did not want to have come at the right time. Tonight was definitely going to be important. The day had already been very eventful and they hadn't even done all that much around the office.
Still, he was debating whether or not to knock. He could just turn around and run away. And when he saw her again at work, he would just make up some story about how he had not been feeling well and that he hadn't gotten a chance to call her before he passed out.
But that might hurt her feelings. She might suspect that he'd left on purpose or that he wasn't at all interested in being friends with her again. That was certainly not the case. He just didn't want to mess everything up this time. He wanted it to work. He wanted for them to be friends again.
He also wanted to fix whatever mess he'd made between him and Karen, but that was another battle.
Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door. There was no going back now.
Slipping off his shoes, he ran up behind her and whispered, "If I bring you somewhere in two pieces...do I get to keep one." he laughed and slid his arms around her waist, kissing the nape of her neck.
He had been so nervous and worried before and now he was happier. Much happier than he had been previously.
Pam dropped the container of brownies on the counter and squealed. The feel of his lips on her neck was just too much, and she lifted her hand to caress his face.
"I guess that depends, Halpert," she said, turning around to face him, "on which part you intend to keep."
She winked exaggeratedly and slipped her arms around his neck; she had to stand a little on tip-toe. She never imagined she could be so brazen, so free.
He kissed her back and laughed at her reaction. "I like both parts. Can I have both? How about it, Beesly?" he asked mischievously.
Jim wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her higher up on his body. The brownies were forgotten and really, Jim didn't care. This was so much better.
Smiling, he kissed her neck, cheeks, forehead and then settling on her lips again.
This is what heaven is like, Pam thought as he kissed her. He held her up in their embrace, wrapping his large arms around her waist. "I think," she replied, "that can be arranged."
"I really could kiss you forever, you know," she whispered between each kiss. She pulled away and pressed her lips into his neck, peppering it with kisses.
He smiled and kissed her back.
Jim hadn't imagined he would ever be this happy with her.
"I should go..." although he didn't sound at all like he was ready to leave.
Pam squeezed him tight. "I know, I know, it is getting late," she replied. Then, she put her lips against his ear and whispered, "But, I really wish you could stay."
She let go of him reluctantly, and turned back to the brownies, closing the container tightly. "You better give me back my tupperware," she said with mock dispproval.
"Maybe." he said teasingly, playfully snatching the container from her. He kissed her cheek and backed away.
After he'd put his shoes back on, he pulled open the door and cast one last smile in her direction.
"I'll see you tomorrow," Jim called to her before hurrying out and shutting the door behind him
This was definitely not a bad day.
She laughed, and then ran to the door. Opening it, she yelled at his retreating figure.
"Don't eat brownies and drive!" she laughed. Pam waved at his car until he was out of sight.
She locked the door, then leaned her back against the frame, sliding down it until she was sitting on the floor. Shaking her head in disbelief, she mulled over the events of the night, and touched her lips with her fingertips.
She could still feel him, and she smiled.