I stole your diamonds and gold, what are you going to do about it?

I stole your diamonds and gold, what are you going to do about it? by nadiaa featuring velcro sneakers

Brooke let out a light moan as she slid down my body and stood on her own two feet. She leaned back against the door to my apartment and gave me a grin, "That was a very enthusiastic hello." She smirked as I pulled my pants back up… Now sex exactly right when she walked in the door was amazing…

"I didn't hear you complaining." I told her in a deep voice, thinking about her screams that just came out of her.

"Still, I barely had time to lock the door." She bit on her lip, making me chuckle.

"Sorry… I'd been thinking about what I wanted to do to you all day, I couldn't wait any longer." I told her honestly.

She licked her lips, "I'm not complaining baby."

I leaned in and kissed her lips before she grabbed her bag and set it on the table.

I walked over to the fridge and grabbed two water bottles, tossing one to Brooke before opening it the other for me, "How was your day?" I asked her.

"It got better when I got here." She grinned.

I nodded, "I hope so… Hey would you want to have dinner with my mom and my sister later this week?" I asked her, worried of her answer…

"Really?" She asked slowly.

"Is that too much too soon?" I asked, scratching the back of my head.

She shook her head, "No, I'm just curious as to why all of a sudden you want me to meet them." She grinned at me.

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

Brooke bit her lip, "She wants to meet me?"

I nodded, "To see if you're good enough for her son." I grinned, jokingly, but Brooke's facial expression immediately changed.

"Do you think she won't like me…?" She asked slowly.

I shook my head and pushed her hair out of her face, "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."

Brooke nodded, "She sounds like a great mom."

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

"So your parents…" Brooke trailed off.

I shrugged, "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."

She wrapped her arms around my 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."

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

She gave me a warm smile, "Well I'm here for you, no judgment…"

I nodded, "That's all I need." I said kissing her lips softly.

"Plus, I know you think cheating is the worst, so I can trust you." She winked.

I smirked, "Were you worried?" I asked her.

She shook her head, "Not about you."

I played with a stray strand of her hair, "Then what?" I asked.

She licked her lips, "Let's just say I get a lot of jealous staring whenever we're out together." She said, making me grin.

"Oh? So do I." I winked back at her, "What do you want for dinner?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Are you cooking baby?" She grinned.

"I can cook!" I exclaimed, "I make a mean grilled cheese." I told her with a  smirk.

She tried to stifle her laugh, "So do I!" She nodded, "I use a garlic and rosemary bread and three kinds of cheeses with a special chèvre as my secret ingredi-" I put a finger to her lips and smirked.

"I use wonder bread and kraft cheese with Campbell's tomato soup. It's a classic." I told her.

She laughed and nodded, "Classic it is then." I kissed her hard on the lips as I slid my hands through her hair, pressing her up against the counter, "What was that for?" She asked in a breathy voice as I pulled.

"Do I need a reason to make out with my girlfriend?" I asked her.

She shook her head, "No, you should do it more." She grinned.

I leaned down and kissed her again, "So how about that grilled cheese?" I grinned.

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

"Can't I cook for you once?" I laughed.

She breathed out, "Fine, I guess." She said, pulling herself onto the counter and took a seat, crossing her legs as she did.

I swallowed as I tried not to lose control as her skirt rose higher, exposing more of her leg, "Something you like?" She teased.

I nodded, "If you keep doing that, dinner will never get made."

"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?" I smirked.

She leaned forward, giving me an amazing view of her chest, "Was it enough for you?"

I smirked, "No." I kissed her deeply before pulling away, "But I'm also starving…" I winked.

Brooke rolled her eyes, "Men."

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

She laughed, "Oh thanks."

I brought out a pan and bread, cheese and butter from the fridge as she stared intently, "What are you doing?"

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

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

"It is definitely interesting." She smiled.

I flipped the sandwich and started crisping the other side, "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." I leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips.

"I get that a lot." She smirked as she recrossed her legs as I eyed them.

"Dinner is served." I grinned, handing her a sandwich and a bowl of soup.

She dipped the triangle into the soup and groaned, "Apparently I've been a food snob because this is delicious." She grinned.

I clapped my hands together, "That's right!" I smirked, taking a bite out of my sandwich as I took a seat next to her and grabbed her hand.

We ate in silence before she spoke up, "Have you ever had a threesome?" She asked, making me choke on my sandwich. I grabbed my water and took a swig, "Sorry." She apologized.

"No, you just caught me a little off guard though… Have you ever had a threesome?!" I asked alarmed.

"Yes. With two guys." I could feel my face change as I tried not to get pissed.

"Who?!" I asked, trying not to seem upset. She laughed and I relaxed, "You're kidding, aren't you?" I asked.

She nodded, "Yeah." She bit her lip, "My friend had one and totally regrets it. I guess I was just wondering if that was normal or not." She shrugged.

I shook my head, "Well, I haven't had a threesome… I think I'd be awful in one." I smirked.

"Why?" She raised a brow.

"Because I don't like to share…" I smirked.

She grinned and crossed, "Are you greedy?"

"When it comes to the girls I date? Yes. I wouldn't date a girl if I wanted to share her." I told her honestly and I could see a blush creep on her face.

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

I shrugged, "I've done it a few times but it wasn't for me."

She paused, swallowing, "So what's your number?"

"Number?" I raised a brow.

"Girls you've had sex with." She grinned.

I sighed and leaned back thinking about it, "Eight."

"Eight?!" She asked shocked, "Only eight?"

I nodded, "Yes. Is that so shocking?" I asked.

She nodded, "Absolutely Nick! Have you taken a look in the mirror?" She asked with a small smirk.

"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." I grinned at her.

She widened her eyes, "Why? If I were you, I probably would." She grinned.

"I like deeper things…" I trailed off. Sex is great and all, but it feels so fucking good when its with a girl I like. It feels better…"

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

I laughed, "I'm not, but thanks, I think… So what's your magic number?" I asked with a brow raised.

She swallowed and stuffed some grilled cheese in her mouth and mumbled through the food.

I raised a brow, "What did you say?"

"Nothing." She said with a full mouth as she averted her eyes away from mine.

"You didn't answer me." I told him as I raised a brow, confused.

"It's more than 8." She admitted as she started to blush.

I blinked back at her, "Really?" I asked as she nodded slowly. I smirked at her, "I'm not judging you baby. I'm just surprised; you come off as kind of innocent."

"I'm not innocent." She shook her head and ran her hand through her hair.

"It took us months to sleep together." I pointed out with a grin as she threw a napkin at me.

"Yeah, because you wouldn't put out!" She said with a grin as she licked her lips, "Like 12?" She said finally and I widened my eyes, "3 boyfriends, 2 guys I thought I was in love with, the loser who took my virginity in high school, a bunch of random when I was being a tramp after my ex left me and you." She said in one breath.

"That's not that many…" I told her with a small smile.

She blinked back at me, "More than you!!"

I smiled and cupped her face, pressing my lips against hers, "I don't care about your past Brooke. I just care about who you are now."

"I think Prince Eric actually said that to Ariel." She said fluty, making me laugh.

"Were they talking about her magic number? Because she was like 16 and that's creepy."

She threw another napkin at me, "Smartass."

"Is Ariel your favorite princess?" I smirked.

She nodded, "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." She grinned.

I laughed, "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 smirked, "I'll say."

"Is there something you like?" She bit her lip and leaned forward, giving me a peek of her cleavage.

I nodded with a grin, "There's a lot of things I like about you…"

"Like?" She grinned.

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

"I'm full…" She breathed out.

I smirked, "You want to head to the bedroom?" I suggested.

She shrugged and straddled my lap as I sat down in the chair, "I was thinking right here… and I'll leave my skirt on because you like it so much." She winked.

I grinned as I leaned back in the chair and wrapped my arms around her waist, "Sounds fucking amazing."

She leaned in and pressed a kiss against my lips before I pulled back, looking at her, "Hey…" I trailed off, pushing her hair out of her face. "When do I get to meet your parents?" I asked her.

She blinked back at me, "Mood killer!!" She protested with a pout and tried to pull away, but I kept her in my lap with my strong arms wrapped around her waist.

"I'm serious!!" I told her honestly, thinking about it for awhile now.

She licked her lips and shrugged, "As soon as I tell them I have a boyfriend…" She trailed off nervously.

I stared back at her, "What do you mean it hasn't come up? Who do they think you've been spending every night with?" I asked her confused.

"Myself probably." She shrugged, "It's not you…" She groaned and paused before speaking up, "We don't really talk about much…"

I softened, "What do you mean?"

She sighed with a shrug, "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."

I walked back up to her and wrapped my arms around her, "First of all? I'm sure you're not a mistake." I grinned, pressing a kiss against her forehead, "Secondly? I'm going to start making a jar you have to put a dollar in every time you mention your douchy ex. I'm going to make you forget about him if it's the last thing I do."

She grinned, "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." I told her honestly.

"Now that makes me feel better, but I'm sure your parents don't think you're a mistake." I told her, hoping I was right, because honestly it would have pissed me off if that was true.

"I don't really need them…" She grinned up at me, "I have two great friends and an even better boyfriend." She kissed me lightly on the lips.

"Still… if you're going to meet my family, shouldn't I meet yours?" I grinned at her.

She shook her head, "No…" She trailed off, "How about this? When I meet your father, you can meet my parents." She suggested with a smirk.

"Brooke." I told her, trying to not smirk.

"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…" She sighed at me.

I swallowed, "Fine, I'll drop it." I told her, not wanting to upset her anymore.

"Really?" She gave me a small grin, "You give up."

I smirked and rolled my eyes, "Only because of what we're going to do next." I grinned, picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder before walking to my bedroom.