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Part 13 Regret?

Title: Regret?
Author: Patt
Email: PattRose1@aol.com
Summary: The big talk.
Prompt Word: regret
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Rating: FRAO
Warning: slash
Part 13 of the prompt series.
Word Count: 387


Regret?
By Patt

“Jim, you awake?” Blair asked quietly lying in Jim’s arms.

“I am now. Something the matter?” Jim seemed a little worried.

“I was just thinking that we really haven’t talked about much and jumped into this awfully fast, don’t you think?” Blair had turned around and was now facing his lover.

“Are you trying to tell me that you regret what we’ve done?” Jim needed to know.

“No, I don’t have regrets, but I think we might be moving too fast. Geeze, yesterday I was upset about moving from the loft and now I’m lying in your bed, in your arms.”

“So what are you saying, Sandburg? You want to cool it for a while, or what?” The defensive Jim was moving away from Blair and getting out of bed.

“See, I knew you would get all upset. I just think we need some ground rules.” Blair suggested.

“Like what?” Jim sat on the edge of the bed and ran his hand across his tired face.

“Like who are we going to tell? I would like to be able to tell someone about us other than me and you. I need to know if it’s all right if I call Naomi and tell her. These are things that I think we need to get settled.”

“That’s what you’re worried about? Who we can tell? In that case, let’s tell all of our friends and of course you can call your Mom.”

“What about your Dad and your brother?” Blair asked the dreaded question.

“It’s not time for that yet, Blair. Can we sleep some more because I’m dead tired and I want to be able to discuss things with a sharp mind in the morning.” Jim lay back down and pulled Blair against him.”

“I can live with that. We’ll discuss things as they come up.” Blair realized that Jim seemed to be open to most things with them and he wasn’t going to gripe about that.

“Sleep, Blair.” Jim kissed him and instantly fell asleep.

Blair looked at the man he adored and realized that he would have to ask things a little bit differently from time to time because Jim panicked too quickly.

He listened to Jim’s soft snores and that was the last thing he remembered.

No regret here.

The End.

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