Realisation

Knock Knock

The door slammed open and Jack bounded in, clearly on an adrenaline high.

He was covered in sweat, blood running down his face, his chest rising and falling heavily as he panted, and Nikki had never seen anything hotter in her life. He paced the room, clearly excited 'I won Nikki! You can come every time, you're my good luck charm'

'Great, then put me on a keyring' she mumbled.

Her doctor instinct took over at the sight of the blood. She didn't have any supplies with her, so she went straight over to the sink to soak some tissue in water to clean him up. 

She went over to him and reached up to touch his face. He was hot, sweaty, and his face felt slick to the touch. 'It doesn't look too bad' she said softly as she raised the tissue to his face to start cleaning him.

'Ouch' he said, flinching away from her 

'Jack Hodgson. The big cage fighting man who can't take the sting of water' she laughed.

He sat down on the closed toilet and started to unwrap his hands. 

'Let me do that' she said, moving over to him again, craving contact with him.

She stood closely to him, and slowly unwrapped the sweaty tape from his hands, feeling his eyes on her the whole time. His knuckles were red and bruised, and she ran her thumb over them gently, noticing how his breath hitched at her touch.

She threw the discarded tape into a nearby bin. 'Let me look at that cut' she said, her hands coming up to rest on his face. It was just above his right eye, in a place she knew he had a weakness from previous cuts she'd seen him with. 'It's not too bad, I just need to clean it and ideally put some steri strips on it, but I'll have to get them from my car'

'It'll be fine' he said, in his Irish drawl. 

He reached up and took her hands away from his face, holding them in his.

Nikki's eyes flicked to his again, the tension in the room growing. She felt the heat growing all over her body and pooling in the pit of her stomach, and she couldn't stop her eyes from drifting down to his lips. She had felt them on her once, and she wanted to feel them on her again. She could feel him pulling her closer to him, and she was powerless to stop him, not that she wanted to. Their lips touched, briefly, softly, then Jack pulled back, using one hand to tilt her chin up towards him, making her look him directly in the eyes. Her eyes dropped to his lips again, she wanted to feel them on her, all over her. She could feel his breath against her lips just before they met again, more passionately this time. His hand that had been holding her face moved into her hair as he pulled her into him. She broke free of his grip on her hand to snake one hand into his hair at the back of his neck. Her other hand roamed across his broad shoulder, and down his huge bicep. He was so firm, so big, so powerful. Want and need were flowing through Nikki. She didn't even care that he was still covered in blood and sweat. 

There was a sharp knock on the door, and they jumped apart quickly. Nikki instantly missing the close contact between them.

'Jack. I need this room for the next fight. Come on'

'Shit' Jack muttered. 'Sorry. We need to get out of here'

Their eyes met again and she saw the glint in his eye. 'I need to get cleaned up. You can come to mine if you want'

A million thoughts flashed through Nikki's mind. She knew she should say no. Too much had already happened between them, but at least they could come back from this, it was just a kiss. She knew if she went home with him she wouldn't be able to stop at just a kiss. But the desire she had for him was so intense, could she really say no?

She looked up at him, and as their eyes met, she nodded slowly.