and the lives that we share could be anywhere

and the lives that we share could be anywhere by ssaarah

I let out a light moan as I slid down Nick’s hard body, letting myself stand against the door to his place as I grinned. 

 

“That was a very enthusiastic hello.” I smirked, looking at my panties on the ground as Nick pulled his pants back up…..regrettably. He smirked and pulled me into him.

 

“I didn’t hear you complaining.” He replied, his voice low and sexy and making me want him all over again. I felt totally insatiable around him. 

 

“Still, I barely had time to lock the door.” I bit down on my lip as he chuckled.

 

“Sorry…I’d been thinking about what I wanted to do to you all day I couldn’t wait any longer.” Damn he was too good to be true. I licked my lips. 

 

“I'm not complaining baby.” He leaned in and kissed my lips before grabbing my bag I’d dropped and setting it on the table. 

 

“How was your day?” he grabbed a waterbottle from the fridge and tossed me one before getting one myself. Something about being so coupley after getting fuc.ked hard up against the door the second I walked in? It was more than I could ever even ask for in a guy. 

 

“It got better when I got here.” I grinned and his eyes sparkled at me. 

 

“I hope so…..hey would you want to have dinner with my mom and my sister later this week?” I blinked. 

 

“Really?”

"Is that too much too soon?" Nick asked, looking adorable as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

"No, I'm just curious as to why all of a sudden you want me to meet them."

"My mother figured out I had a girlfriend…" he grinned, "You won't believe how much she's been nagging me to meet you."

"She wants to meet me?"

"To see if you're good enough for her son." He grinned and I felt my stomach clench. Fu.ck I wasn’t even close to good enough for him what was she going to think?!

"Do you think she won't like me…?" I asked slowly, Nick reached up and pushed back my hair, causing a shiver to go through me even though I was still nervous.

"I think she'll like you. She's just very protective of me and my sister… Ever since my dad cheated she thinks it's her burden to carry on."

"She sounds like a great mom." I said, feeling slightly jealous.

"She's amazing. I wish she would relax though and do something for herself every once in a while though."

"So your parents…" I trailed off.

"Haven't spoken to my father in over a year now. I couldn't forgive him for cheating on my mom. I haven't made my peace with it, but Jacquelyn has… I'm not ready." I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You don't have to… He did something to your entire family… not just your mom. You'll forgive him in your own time."

"Thank you… It's been a shitty thing going on with my family."

"Well I'm here for you, no judgment…"

"That's all I need." He said, kissing my lips softly.

“Plus I know you think cheating is the worst so I can trust you.” I winked and he gave me a slow smirk. 

 

“Were you worried?” I shook my head. 

 

“Not about you.” He reached out and played with a strand of my hair as he spoke. I swear everything he did turned me on. 

 

“Then what?” I licked my lips. 

 

“Let’s just say I get a lot of jealous staring whenever we’re out together.” Nick grinned. 

 

“Oh? So do I.” he winked. “What do you want for dinner?” I felt my chest feel all warm and leaned against the counter. 

 

“Are you cooking baby?” he puffed out his chest and nodded.

 

“I can cook!” I rose a brow. “I make a mean grilled cheese.” I tried not to laugh.

 

“So do I.” I nodded. “I use a garlic and rosemary bread and three kinds of cheeses with a special chevre as my secret ingredi-“ he put a finger over my lips and smirked. 

 

“I use wonder bread and kraft cheese with campbells tomatoe soup. It’s a classic.” I laughed and nodded.

 

“Classic it is then.” He kissed me hard, sliding his hands into my hair and pressing me against the counter. “What was that for?” I asked in a breathy voice as he pulled away. 

 

“Do I need a reason to make out with my girlfriend?” he asked. I shook my head.

 

“No you should do it more.” I grinned 

“So how about that grilled cheese?" I grinned.

“Alright, but I want you to know that I could have made an amazing grilled cheese if you would have just told me." I smirked.

"Can't I cook for you once?" Nick laughed and I felt all warm and tingly again, most guys? Never wanted to cook. Much less for me. Especially once they knew I was a culinary student.

"Fine, I guess." I replied, trying not to swoon as I pulled myself up onto the counter and took a seat, crossing my legs and watching as Nick’s eyes shot to my thighs as my skirt rose up.  "Something you like?" I teased.

"If you keep doing that, dinner will never get made.” Ugh…that was okay with me. "So?" She breathed out, "I'm hungry for you instead." She bit her lip as my dick reacted.

"We just had sex… was that enough?" he smirked and I felt myself blush but still I leaned forward.

"Was it enough for you?" Nick’s eyes moved to my cleavage before shaking his head.

“No." he walked close and kissed me deeply before pulling away, "But I'm also starving…" he winked. I rolled my eyes,

"Men."

"Afterwards though, I'm all yours." he grinned.

“Oh thanks.” I bit my lip and watched as he brought out a pan and bread, cheese and butter from the fridge, then reached up and grabbed a can of tomato soup from his top shelf, salivating a little as his tee shirt rode up. He was just so hot.

"What are you doing?" he asked when he caught me.

"Studying you!" I grinned, "Just learning how the male species works."

"Is this your discovery channel?" he smirked as he buttered the bread and started making two sandwiches.

"It is definitely interesting." I smiled.

"I'm glad you can use me for entertainment."

"Plus, you're incredibly sexy, which is a plus for me of course." She winked.

“Cute.” He leaned over and kissed me again. I loved it. I loved how he stopped what he was doing to kiss me all the time, I loved the way he was always checking me out…he made me feel so sexy.

 “I get that a lot.” I smirked and re-crossed my legs, watching his eyes shoot to my thighs again and making me shiver. 

 

“Dinner is served.” He grinned, handing me a sandwich and a bowl of soup. I dipped the triangle into the bowl and took a bite, groaning. 

 

“Apparently I’ve been a food snob because this is delicious.” I grinned and Nick clapped his hands together.

 

‘That’s right!” he smirked at me and took a bite himself, sitting next to me and grabbing my hand. We ate in silence for a few minutes as I got lost in a thought and then I spoke.

 

“Have you ever had a threesome?” Nick choked a little on his sandwich, coughing before taking a drink of his water and I winced. “Sorry.” He shook his head.

 

“No you just caught me a little off guard there……have you ever had a threesome?!” I smirked at him.

 

“Yes. With two guys.” Nick’s face went from shocked to pissed in about a second flat. 

 

“Who?!?!” I started laughing and he stopped glaring. “You’re kidding aren’t you.” I nodded.

 

“Yeah.” I bit my lip. “My friend had one and totally regrets it.” I shrugged. “I guess I was just wondering if that was normal or not.”

"Well, I haven't had a threesome… I think I'd be awful in one." I seriously doubted that. Nothing with Nick naked could be awful.

"Why?" I raised a brow.

"Because I don't like to share…" I tried to refrain myself from sighing like a lovesick school girl.

"Are you greedy?"

"When it comes to the girls I date? Yes. I wouldn't date a girl if I wanted to share her." He said it so honestly and so….protectively it made me shiver.

"Wow, you know how to make a girl blush." I grinned. "So you're not a casual sex guy?"

"I've done it a few times but it wasn't for me." He shrugged and I paused as I looked at him.

"So what's your number?"

"Number?"

"Girls you've had sex with." I pushed, knowing the conversation could be pushing it, but my curiosity and my fucking mouth got the better of me.

"Eight." He said after thinking about it for a second.

"Eight?!" I asked shocked, "Only eight?”

"Yes. Is that so shocking?" he asked.

"Absolutely Nick! Have you taken a look in the mirror?"

"I have… but that doesn't mean anything. I've only had a few one night stands and the rest I dated… I mean I don't really sleep around." he grinned at me.

"Why? If I were you, I probably would." Hell I already kind of did.

"I like deeper things…" Nick trailed off. “Sex is great and all, but it feels so fucking good when it’s with a girl I like. It feels better…" I was both falling harder and getting more turned on by everything he said.

"Did Disney create you?" I asked, "Because you're a real life prince charming." Nick.

"I'm not, but thanks, I think… So what's your magic number?" Fuck. I should have seen that one coming. I swallowed and stuffed some grilled cheese in her mouth and mumbled through the food.

“What did you say?"

“Nothing.” I said with a full mouth, averting my eyes from him.

“You didn’t answer me.” He replied, looking at me with a quizzical expression on his handsome face. I groaned.

“It’s more than 8.” I admitted, feeling  flush go through my cheeks. He blinked.

“Really?” I nodded slowly and he smirked at me. “I'm not judging you baby I'm just surprised, you come off as kind of innocent.”

“I'm not innocent.” I shook my head and ran my hand through my hair.

“It took us months to sleep together.” He pointed out with a grin and I threw a napkin at him.

“Yeah because you wouldn’t put out!” I replied joking before licking my lips. “Like 12?” I said finally and he widened his eyes again making me feel like I needed to explain my self. “3 boyfriends, 2 guys I thought I was in love with, the loser who took my virginity in high school, a bunch of random guys when I was being a tramp after my ex left me and you.” I said all in one breath.

“That’s not that many.” He replied. I blinked.

“More than you!” he smiled and cupped my face, pressing his lips against mine before speaking.

“I don’t care about your past Brooke, I just care about who you are now” I blinked.

“I think Prince Eric actually said that to Ariel.” I told him flatly and he started laughing.

“Were they talking about her magic number? Because she was like 16 and that’s creepy.” I threw another napkin at him.

“Smartass.”

"Is Ariel your favorite princess?" Nick smirked.

"She is. I wanted to be her when I was growing up. I had a red wig that wore every where and I used to pretend I was a mermaid when it was bath time."

"Oh my god, that's really fucking cute."

"I wish I could have that color of hair, but unfortunately it's way too hard to get it." She sighed, "But it's alright. I've done pretty well for myself."

"I'll say." I felt my chest get warm at the way he said it and I leaned in.

"Is there something you like?"

"There's a lot of things I like about you…"

"Like?" I grinned.

"Well, you're funny and fucking adorable… Plus I have never seen someone pull off a mini skirt as well as you do." he leaned and kissed me hard on the lips.

"I'm full…" I breathed out…and now? I wanted to be full of him. Again. I smirked at the thought.

"You want to head to the bedroom?" he suggested. I shrugged and straddled his lap as he sat down in his chair,

"I was thinking right here… and I'll leave my skirt on because you like it so much." I winked and Nick leaned back, letting his hands grab my hips.

"Sounds fucking amazing." I leaned in and pressed a kiss against his lips before pulling back.

“Hey…” he trailed off, pushing my hair out of my face. “When do I get to meet your parents?” I blinked.

“Mood killer!” I protested, pouting and trying to pull away but he kept me in his lap with his strong arms around my waist.

“I'm serious!” I licked my lips and shrugged.

“As soon as I tell them I have a boyfriend….” I replied nervously. Nick just stared at me.

“You haven’t told them about me?” he asked slowly. “Why?” I shrugged.

“It hasn’t come up.” This time? He didn’t just pull away from me, he basically stood up and I fell off of him, tumbling to my feet as he walked away.

“What do you mean it hasn’t come up? Who do they think you’ve been spending every night with?”

“Myself probably.” I replied. “It’s not you….” I groaned inwardly. It wasn’t that I was ashamed of being with Nick, or I thought he wouldn’t make a good impression. I wanted to show him off to everyone and he was amazing, but the relationship I had with my parents? It was a little complicated.  “We don’t really talk about much…..” His hardened face get a little softer.

“What do you mean?” I ran my tongue over my lips and shrugged.

“I mean….sometimes I wonder if I was a mistake Nick. It’s like they don’t know what to do with me, so they make me run their store and go to school, and they don’t really ask how it is, or how my life is. Hell they only met Nolan like twice and we were together for three years.” Nick walked back up and wrapped his arms around me.

“First of all? I'm sure you’re not a mistake.” He grinned and pressed a kiss against my forehead. “Secondly? I'm going to start making a jar you have to put a dollar in for every time you mention your douchy ex. I'm going to make you forget about him if it’s the last thing I do.” I felt a ridiculous grin on my face.

“That wasn’t me mentioning him, it was just he was a big part of my life for a long time…..trust me, when I'm with you? You’re the only thing I can think about.”

"Now that makes me feel better, but I'm sure your parents don't think you're a mistake."  

"I don't really need them…" I grinned up at him, "I have two great friends and an even better boyfriend." I said, reaching up to give him a soft kiss.

"Still… if you're going to meet my family, shouldn't I meet yours?" he grinned and I winced before an idea popped into my head.

"No…" I trailed off, thinking about how to word this without pissing him off "How about this? When I meet your father, you can meet my parents." I suggested with a smirk.

"Brooke."  He warned.

"What?! I'm serious! I mean honestly, I can compare the relationship with my parents to the relationship with your father. It's just awkward Nick…" I sighed.

"Fine, I'll drop it." He said holding his hands up and making me question him.

"Really?"  I asked. “You give up." Nick smirked and rolled his eyes,

"Only because of what we're going to do next." He grinned wickedly and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder and heading to his bedroom as I squealed.