Another Day in Nashville

I lied awake in James' huge bed at his place. He was asleep beside me, his tattooed arm over his head and his hair flopping down over his face.

I rolled onto my side and smiled at him,, brushing his hair from his face and planting a kiss on his lips. I liked watching him sleep. He looked peaceful. I saw my phone light up, so I rolled back over and grabbed it. Seeing Richie was calling. I carefully got out of bed and headed down the steps answering it, "hello? Richie? Why are you calling at 2am?"

"Donahue? Why are you awake at 2am?" He laughed

"Watching James sleep."

"Well that's not awkward." Richie teased

"Shush, clune!"

"Don't sass me, kid! I heard something crazy from Carrie underwood..."

"What's that..."

"Did Neal ask you to move in with him?"

My eyes widened, how did Carrie know that? How did Richie? "He did..."

"Did you say yes?"

"I told him I had to think about it."

"Donahue, you can't be considering it. It's way too soon for that. Also with Nealer's history..."

"Richie, that's his past. He's changed. And yes I am considering it. I stay there all the time anyways. And it's really to help him out with Nix when you guys are on the road."

"Oh sure. Donahue, it isn't a good idea."

"I think it is."

"Emilee..."

"Richie, James is a great guy and boyfriend. He loves me. And I love him. I have to go, Richie. Bye." I said hanging up as I heard him protest on the other end.

I sighed and headed back to james' bedroom. He was still sound asleep. I curled back up in bed with him, snuggling against his chest as I fell asleep...
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When I opened my eyes next, the sun was peeking through the blinds. I rolled over in bed feeling an empty spot beside me. I sat up and looked around. James' glasses were missing from the night stand. I got out of bed and threw a hoodie on heading down the steps. "Morning." James smiled, looking up from the paper and sipping his coffee

"Morning." I smiled

"I got cinnamon rolls and there is fresh coffee in the pot."

"When do we have to head home?"

"I figured we'd go as soon as we're ready."

"Sounds good."

James nodded and looked over at me smiling "You talk in your sleep."

"I do?" I laughed

"Yeah." James laughed "I woke up to get a drink and you were talking."

"About what?"

"Me." James smiled

"What about you?"

"You were just saying my name."

"I don't remember my dream." I laughed pouring a glass of coffee "James, do you have sugar and creamer?"

"Left cupboard for sugar and fridge for creamer."

"I just like mine black." James replied

I shook my head "That's too bitter for me."

"I'm used to it." James half smiled flipping the page to the paper he was reading and pushing his glasses up

"James?"

"Yeah, Emmy?" He asked looking over at me

"I'll do it."

"Do what?" He asked tilting his head

"I'll move in with you." I smiled

James' smile widened "really???"

I nodded "yeah I thought about it last night and I'm ready."

James smiled, pulling me over to him and kissing me. I put my arms around his shoulders and kissed back, "I love you."

"I love you too, James Neal."

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