Only You

Chapter 28: Three Blankets & Two People

A/N: 

Okay, guys, I figured it out. If I sleep a little less, I have more hours in my day. 

More hours in my day  =  editing and uploading the chapter  =  ;)

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Later in the week, Molly and Nick paid a visit to their county's local library. She had to get a couple of books that her campus's library didn't own, and he offered to drive her as an excuse to hang out. She eagerly agreed.

After the snow day, Nick had left early in the morning for work while Molly had been still sleeping. By the time he had gotten back home, she had been back at her place studying. Since, a few busy days had passed without either of them getting the chance to see each other.

With two novels checked out and in her mesh bag, Molly told the librarian, thank you, and walked toward the exit alone. Nick had been inside with her but had to step out to pick up an incoming call. As she opened the door to the cold evening outside, she found him still on his phone.

"Yes. Of course. Not a problem." Nick laughed, "Alright, bye Norman. Bye."

He was about to head back in when he saw Molly in front of him. "Hey, sorry about that. Norman called."

She continued walking down the sidewalk, under the green metal awning. "How is he?"

"He's good. He asked me if I was interested in a few baseballs and a new mitt."

She turned to him and half-laughed. "Is there more to the story or..."

"Oh," Nick joined with a laugh as he realized his statement had no introduction, "Right. He started going through the boxes in his garage."

"By himself?"

"Yeah."

"That's a lot of work. Should he be doing that on his own?"

"Well, you see, I mentioned that to him. I didn't say that I thought he shouldn't be doing it on his own, rather told him that I would like to give him a hand." Nick put his arm over Molly's shoulders as they crossed the parking lot. "Would you like to take a trip up? You don't have to help if you don't want to."

"Are you kidding me?"

"You'd love to," he smiled.

"I'm going back home to work on the essay I was planning to work on over the weekend, then I'm going to beg you to edit it while I pack."

Back at her place, Molly was unable to focus on her essay. Each time she attempted to sit down, excited energy prevented her from staying there long. She had been up for a visit relatively recently, but she couldn't help the giddiness she was feeling. Trips up to Cartersville reminded her of sweet memories.

Instead of writing, she packed. Then, hunger served as another distraction. Two hours had passed until she was able to reason with herself that procrastination was getting her nowhere. She forced herself to sit down at her organized desk and began writing out a plan for her essay. Finally, she began to type; a little nine o'clock, she was finished.

She texted Nick asking if she could send him the essay to read, but he responded that he'd come over in a bit. Getting tired, Molly decided it would be best to take a shower before it got any later.

Nick walked over and knocked on the door. There was no answer. Again, he knocked, but again, there was no response. Liz's car wasn't in the driveway, so he knew Molly was home alone and figured she was in her room, unable to hear him. He opened the door, letting himself in.