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L/C/J ot3: Jill's bd

J/L: comfort

Sorry for being late to the party. Have fun! :)

Lindsay’s phone ringing after midnight is not an uncommon occurrence. She groans, leans over and picks it up, not bothering to check the caller ID.

“Boxer.”

“Hey, it’s me.”

Lindsay sits up immediately.

“Jill? Are you okay? What’s happened?”

“Don’t panic, nothing’s happened. I just...”

Lindsay lies back down against the pillows, putting a hand over her heart, feeling it return to a normal rate after her scare.

“You just...what?” she asks, a little irritably.

“The bed in Claire’s spare room is really uncomfortable,” Jill says, and Lindsay can hear the pout in her voice when she says it. She smirks.

“It is, huh?” she asks, playing along.

“Yeah, it is. It’s hard. And kinda lumpy,” Jill says, her voice becoming more doleful on each word.

“I know you like a soft bed,” Lindsay says.

“I do. And I have a big case tomorrow so I really do need a good night’s sleep...”

“If only you knew someone who had a non-lumpy, soft bed you could use.”

“Yeah...if only,” Jill says. “Hey! Your bed is soft, and not at all lumpy!”

“That’s true,” Lindsay agrees. “But I’m using my bed.”

“I suppose I could put up with that, for the sake of a comfortable night’s sleep,” Jill says.

Lindsay grins and shakes her head.

“I don’t recall ever getting a full night’s sleep with you in my bed,” she says, already knowing she’s going to agree.

“Well, they say it’s not the quantity of sleep you get, it’s the quality,” Jill muses.

“True...and I do tend to end up in a very deep sleep,” Lindsay says.

“You do, a deep, satisfied sleep.”

“So, what do you say? Up for sharing your bed for the night with a needy lawyer?”

“I guess I could do that,” Lindsay says, now fully awake.

“Thank God!” Jill says. “I’m sitting outside your house in my car.”

“I could probably have you arrested for stalking, you know,” Lindsay says, getting out of bed to go unlock the door.

“I will have no objections if you choose to use your handcuffs on me, Inspector.”

Lindsay shivers at the words.

“Maybe, if you’re lucky. But you’re gonna have to show me your briefs, counsellor.”

“Maybe I’m not wearing any...”

“Thank God!” Jill says. “I’m sitting outside your house in my car.”

“I could probably have you arrested for stalking, you know,” Lindsay says, getting out of bed to go unlock the door.

“I will have no objections if you choose to use your handcuffs on me, Inspector.” Ok I was, in order of the sentences - Ha! Tee hee! Bwa ha ha!!!!!!

:)

This so wasn't what I had planned to write for the 'comfort' prompt. But it came on the back of the LotS and MiS drabbles above and therefore I wasn't in a serious mood when I got to it.

But it came on the back of the LotS and MiS drabbles above and therefore I wasn't in a serious mood when I got to it. A totally understandable influence!

That's lovely, thank you! However the Monday proceeds, at least it started out good for me. Yay for WMC from you :D

Aww. Well, I'm glad I could provide a nice start to your Monday.

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