Diary of a Fat Girl's Sexplorations

Chapter 19

Nik carries Jane back into the house after the eventful afternoon they had. Her legs are too weak to support herself, so it's the least he can do. He sets her down on the nearest sofa, plopping down beside her. Their two rounds out of the water gave them plenty of time to dry off so he isn't worried about the sofa being ruined or anything like that. 

Nik pats Jane's head and then combs his fingers through her hair. Her hair is so soft and nice. Nik continues to play with her hair. "So what are our next plans for today? Should we get lunch? It's been a while since we ate breakfast." Jane shifts so that she is laying down. Her head rests on Nik's lap so that he can still mess with her hair. 

"Yeah, that's probably a good plan. What are you in the mood for? We could order something?" Nik offers. 

"No. I don't want you to spend more money than you already have today. We can just see what ingredients you have here and figure something out from there? I'm not the best cook, but I'm sure I could make it work."

"You do realize that money is not a problem for me right? And I'm not sure I even have anything here to cook." Nik twirls some of Jane's long brown hair around his pointer finger. He unravels it from his finger, letting it fall, and then repeats this action, waiting for Jane to respond. 

"We won't know until we go look." Jane sits up. She attempts to stand, but her legs are trembling, so she falls back to the couch. She pouts at her inability to support herself on her own two feet. Nik just laughs and stands up, scooping her up and carrying her towards the kitchen. She will never get over the fear that she is too heavy for him to carry. He has disproved this multiple times, but the concern still lingers in the back of her mind. 

"I guess you're right. Might as well give it a look." He enters the kitchen and sets Jane down on the countertop. Nik begins searching through cabinets and things. Jane takes this moment to explore the kitchen. 

Nik's kitchen shares the same color scheme as the majority of the house. Lots of white and brand-new shiny appliances. The excitement of his crazy house has faded already. It's too white, too clean, too symmetric, too robotic. These thoughts swirl through her head as she searches the room for any touch of personality. Then she sees the dining room table. It sticks out like a sore thumb. 

"So we have a few options Jane. I have tons of basic ingredients like flour, eggs, salt, sugar, etc. I just don't know what we should make with it all. Only one thing comes to mind, and it might be a bit too basic if I'm really trying to wow you."

"What are you thinking? I've already been wowed too much for one day Nik. You don't have to make everything you show me some grand show. Simple is nice too. I love simple." Jane continues looking at the odd piece of furniture. Jane would have expected some expensive-looking glass table or something else more modern. There is something strange about the matching oak table and chairs. It doesn't look all that special or expensive. It just looks like any old table and chair set from a furniture store. It's nice. 

"How do you feel about fresh pasta? I can make a decent spaghetti if I have to," Nik jokes. 

"Pasta sounds amazing." Jane turns her attention back towards the handsome man, "Nik, why do you have this table?"