The Female Agent

5

Nick: Miss me?

He whispered in your ear, causing you to freeze in your spot. Brooke looked up.

Brooke: What are you doing here?
Nick: Aw, sweets... Is that anyway to talk to your husband?

He raised an eyebrow at you, he tucked his head in your neck, leaving a small kiss all over you. Your breath became uneven as you pressed the tip of the gun into your body.

Brooke: I am not your wife.

You hissed at him, hands curling into balls of fists at your side.

Nick: Then why do you have the ring on a necklace around your neck?

He chuckled into your ear.

Nick: I must say... you do look beautiful tonight.

He put his forehead against yours.

Brooke: Let me go, I'm on a mission with Mace.

Brooke muttered. But without warning he pressed his lips against yours, kissing you hungrily. You gasped your hands wrapping around his neck. He grinned and chuckled his hand landing at your butt, giving it a squeeze.

Nick: I have missed you so much.

He pulled away from you. You looked him up and down, fully allowing yourself to take in his appearance after 2 months of not seeing him. You hated to admit it, but he looked incredibly fine tonight.

Brooke: Wish I could say the same about you.
Nick: Ahh. I have always loved that attitude of yours. Really adds to the whole sexy brat thing you have going on.

He grinned kissing your neck again.

Brooke: Nick, what are you doing here?

Nick: Had to save my wife from the 12 men waiting for you and your little friend at the entrance.

He tilted his head at you.

Nick: But if that is what you want to deal with.

He smiled, lifting his hand gesturing for you to walk away. You stood there for a second, staring at him trying to see if he was bluffing. Sure, Nick was a double agent, but he was still your best friend, and you knew when he was lying. This time he was not lying.

Brooke: Lead the way, Fowler.