Relaxing techniques

Mood: over the moon
Weather: dunno....didn't look outside
Music: Winter - Tori Amos

She's awfully good at the piano.
I mean Tori Amos.
That song is one of my favourites.

Well, today did not start that perfect. At half past three I heard a Beeeeeeeep! Beeeeeeep! and knew I had to show up at PPTH.
Some guy with a strange bleeding disorder. It turned out to be von Willebrand disease. (If you are interested: VWD results from a deficiency or defect in the body's ability to make von Willebrand factor, a protein that helps blood clot.)
We were only three - Chase didn't answer my call.
Well, actually we were only two, 'cause Foreman was totally jazzed and of no particular use. Secretly I hid a broad grin 'cause I had some ideas what could have happened to him.

When I came home, a very deranged Chase hugged James and I couldn't help grunting "Coming home, seeing you in the arms of another man is not the thing I thought of ..." I leaned at the open door and watched them.
James startled and they both turned to me.
"Greg! "You nearly caused me a heart attack!", James gasped and I just raised an eyebrow and looked at Chase.
"What the heck are you doing here? And why the hell didn't you respond to my calls or showed up at the clinic?", I snapped at him. Well, I had my ideas why...
Chase's skin turned to white like Lady D'Arbanville's and he stammered "I should go now!"
He turned on his heels and rushed out of the appartment as fast as he could without looking at me.
"You won't get away with that!", I shouted and grinned at Jim's giggle.

He told me about Chase's deplorable condition and what happened to him and Foreman. We had some cups of coffee and I felt really tired. So I stretched and went to bed in order to have a nap.

I just dozed away when I heard the door open and James came in. Somewhere far behind in my head I noticed he sat down on the bed and seemed to bend over me. He slowly started to undress me and kissed every inch of skin he laid open.
I opened my eyes and blinked. "Eh?"
James smiled at me and started leering. Hebegan to undress himself and I just stared at him.
I longed for him, that is true. The last time we...had sex was somewhen before Canada. And that was a puzzled thing 'cause I was jazzed by that thing Allenby did in my office. Afterwards there was his wound preventing us from getting too close and after a while Jim even avoided hugging 'cause he was afraid of the feelings this could arouse.

He laid down next to me and we looked each other in the eyes. "I love you", he whispered and caressed my chest. I just managed to say something like "Hnghrhmmmmmmmm" and closed my eyes when he bent over me and kissed me all over.
His fingers ran up my sides and I let out a deep sigh.
"You still like this, don't you?", he asked.
"Hm?" I asked and looked at him.
"You already liked that at that hotel", he smiled and I closed my eyes again.
"I'm sure I did. What a pity I can't remember anything..."
He kissed me until I was panting and then suddenly stood up and left the room.
I sat up and blinked again.
"James?"
No answer.
"James?! What the hell are you doing?!"
"Watching TiVo!" he yelled from the living-room.
"Are you mad?" I cried.
"No, just cautious...It was you who told me yesterday that sex was not good for the stitches and blah blah blah..."
I laid back and watched the ceiling. So this was his revenge. He was really pissed yesterday and felt rejected, I think. We had a short brawl on that and I convinced him I was just concerned and wanted him to recover soon.
I sighed. "Okay! We are even!" I shouted and closed my eyes again hoping to find some sleep.

The door opened again. "So you are tired...Maybe I can relax you a bit.."
I opened one eye and saw him standing there in his bathrobe. "Hm? What next?"
He opened the waistbelt and I sat up again.
James approached me and let the bathrobe slide over his shoulders and drop to the floor. I swallowed. "Please..we are even...Don't do that again..."
"Shhh", he softly hissed and put his finger on my mouth, gently pushing me back to bed. I wanted to say something, but was silenced by a kiss to remember.
Of course I immediately reacted and pulled him closer.
He kissed my neck and I caressed his back, getting high. I couldn't help moaning when he started to kiss me all over again and got totally carried away. "Don't go", I mumbled and suddenly he was sitting on me.
My eyes popped open and I stared into his leering face. "What about a ride?", he smiled and I just nodded.
"Hm?", he asked.
"Yes....", I replied. "Yesyesyesyesyesyes!"
Well...it was...just wonderful and didn't affect his wound...

We lay there cuddling and snuggling for a long time when James suddenly remembered the mail and got up to grab a letter. When he came back he showed it to me.
"It's from Julie's lawyer..."
I shrugged. "Surely some papers to sign..."
He nodded and I grabbed a candybar from the nightstand.
"Shall we open it?"
I munched. "Well...you'll have to..."
He opened it and read. His eyes widened and he gestured to me. "Hand me a pen, please...I want to sign..."
I handed him my fountain-pen and he immediately signed the papers.
When he looked up again he was beaming. "Wanna see what it is?"
"Sure!"
I reached for the papers and stared at them in disbelief.
"This...but...this is...um...pinch me!"
James smiled and pinched me.
"Hm...they are still there", I gasped. "But..this was quick..."
He kissed my cheek. "I think she wants to marry again soon..."

He just had to send back the papers and would be divorced. I let myself drop to the cushions again.
"This means...we...we can..."
"Scared?", he asked.
I shook my head. "No. Not at all. This means we eventually can start planning."
He nodded. "Maybe we should take the papers and hand them to the lawyer personally..."
"What about today?" I asked.