Gunslingers

Jimmy tapped on his legs. He always had a crazy energy about him, but when his mind was working, it was pure insanity. I watched as he tried to make the son work out. That was the beauty of James Sullivan-- he worked until he had solved it all the way through. Tonight would be one of those nights.

I smiled as I watched the man work. It was like he was back in his Pinkly Smooth days. Jim-Jam was humming a tune as if he was conducting an orchestra. I loved seeing him like this.

"Hey, lovebug, what do you think of this?" Jimmy hummed a series of ohs that were slightly dark sounding.

I bobbed my head along, my box braids swinging in front of my face. He knew metal wasn't really my scene, but I actually liked this. "That's pretty cool."

"I picture the five of us doing that plus an orchestra."

"Jimmy, how will you get an orchestra?"

He cackled. I forgot who I was talking to for a second. "The Navy has an orchestra. I can get them to record and then play it back."

Shaking my head, I let him work. He was like a mad man, and I had work to do anyway. There was prep for a tour and since I excelled in language, my unit was actually letting me some combat zones.

I left my man to work on his song and went to practice my Farsi. While I was good, I always liked to stay up-to-date on it. Ever since Desert Storm, I'd learned Arabic and been ridiculed for it. But as it turned out, I was right; the military needed it.
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Maniacal laughter pulled me out of my sleep. Shit, I can't believe I fell asleep reading my book. Stretching, I stood up to figure out where the laughter was coming from.

Jimmy was standing on the bed, hair sticking every which way and laughed. He sounded insane. Of course, he was insane. I think you had to be a pilot to be that crazy.

"Jimmy, time for sleep."

He sat on the bed and pouted. The man hated being told what to do, and I could tell he still had more of the song racing through his head. "Carol, please. The song's almost over."

"Until I'm down with my shower then it's bed time." I walked into the bathroom.
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Toweling my hair dry, I walked back in the bedroom to see dozens of candles lit and about twenty bouquets of blue bonnets-- my favorite flower. I smiled as I took in the sight and then gasped as Jimmy appeared and dropped to one knee.

"Carol, lovebug, you are the light of my life. You match my craziness and allow my insanity to be a part of our lives. Without you, I'd be sailing adrift. Carol, will you marry me?" He held out a princess cut diamond engagement ring.

I nodded excitedly and held out my ring finger. He slipped it on and kissed me. I couldn't believe I was going to marry this man!

Notes

Another short filler, but a cute one?

Where are my comments lovies?

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