Snowed in

Day three

I woke up in Nick's warm arms under a blanket with his arms holding me. My head was still on his chest but my legs were weaved between his. I looked up at his face, and noticed he was still asleep.

I felt a little awkward laying on his bare chest so I tried to brush it off. He was holding me so tight I could barely move. I liked the feeling.

I traced the snake on his arm with my nail making his fingers twitch a little. I didn't want to wake him so I stopped. When I tried wriggling out of his arms so I could look at the alarm clock, he just squeezed me tighter.

I laid my head back on his chest and waited for him to wake up. While I waited, I tried to distract myself from his perfect body but couldn't help but look down at his waist.

I looked down at his waist I saw the top of his grey Calvin Klein underwear poking out of the waistband of his sweat pants. I moved my hand down and traced my fingers along the letters of his underwear.

The veins running down his V line made butterflies swarm around in my stomach. After hating each other for so long, I had never really noticed how he really made me feel.

I couldn't help but outline his V line then my fingers tucked under his boxers without permission. I felt my finger over his veins, trying not to go any further than I needed to. I felt my fingers glaze over his happy trail and focused on his warmth.

His breath quickened so I stopped moving my hand and waited for something to happen. Nothing else happened so I continued the movements of my fingers.

"Whatcha doin' Alex?" I heard Nick's voice purr. I caught my breath and pulled my hand out of his pants. I looked up at him as my cheeks started to burn.

"Sorry-sorry," I peeped.
"What were you doing?" he asked. I licked my lips and cleared my throat.
"Just-I was just-waking-trying to wake you up?" I said.
"You sure that's what you were really doing? Because I liked it... and I think you did too." I gulped down the lump in my throat when a little bit of anger rose through my body.

"So now that I feel 'fine' again you're gonna act like a dick?" I asked, feeling almost betrayed. At the same time I wasn't surprised, and somewhat relieved. Our consistent bickering back and forth was one of the few constants in my life.

"No," he chuckled, "Do you want me to make you breakfast?" he asked calmly while he lifted my chin up to look him in the eyes.
"I guess," I answered.
"You can stay here if you want, just take it easy. You had a rough night last night," he said, shuffling around in the bed, trying not to move me.
"Thanks," I said through a small smile.

He walked through the door and disappeared into the hall. I finally felt relaxed, a moment for me to breathe. That moment was very short lived.

The next thing I heard was two voices yelling at each other.

"Just 'cause we don't get along doesn't mean I don't care about her," Nick yelled.
"So you can fuck her but I can't?" Jason asked aggressively.
"No. I haven't fuck-she's an amazing person and-" Nick was cut off.
"She's a bitch to you and she'll probably sleep with you if you ask, she's a total slut," Jason accused.

I heard shuffling around which scared me, something was happening between them physically and I hated that thought.

I hurried out to the living room and saw Jason laying on the floor with Nick hovering over him.

"Nick! What the fuck are you doing?" I yelled running up to him. I grabbed his arm and pulled him off of Jason. I hated that I was the poor girl trying to break up a fight but I didn't know what else to do.

"I'm sorry, he called you a slut. Something just came over me," Nick whimpered. I hugged him tight to slow his breathing. It felt unnatural but I didn't really care.