Emily was devastated. No Naomi to talk to.
"Then call her back. The number is right there." JJ's brow furrowed.
"She doesn't want to talk to me." It was plain and simple. They'd grown a part. Completely.
She handed him back the phone.
"Damnit, Em, you need to talk." He shoved the phone back. She hesitated, but did as he'd commanded. Except, it was just her voice to leave a message.
"Naomi, you OK? Its me, Emily. I-I I've been worried about you. I hope, you love New York." Emily closed her eyes. She clicked off. She couldn't say anything more.
"It OK, babe." JJ cuddled Emily. "If she still loves, she'll call. Just might not be today."
Emily bit her bottom lip. He laid his hand, just so on her belly. He kissed her ever so warm. He was more than just a good friend. She had to admit that now. It was true.
Naomi, was all of a figment of her imagination now. But she could think of her, if she guided JJ's hand ever so carefully. He'd know what do. He'd remember.
She kissed him more. It wouldn't take long. Usually, his pinkie could do the trick.