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Chapter 19: Deep Shit

Playlist for this chapter: Style by Taylor Swift.

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We were still holding on to each other, the crisp night air fanning our faces as we breathed heavily panting for air in the warm water, when a phone rang. 

I figured it was his the way his face scrunched up in annoyance, but he didn't let me go.

"Your phone is ringing." I told him, looking into his deep and intense eyes, my previous confidence vanished into thin air like it was never there.

So much for making out in a pool.

"I don't fucking care." He grunted, pulling me closer but his phone kept ringing, so I had to push him away a bit. 

Not that I wanted to. His ringtone was just getting really annoying now.

"You should take it, could be someone important." I told him as I swam to the edge of the pool, slowly letting myself out of the water and shivered violently.

Is it just me or did it just get colder?

The warmth of his arms now gone, I realized I was half naked in lacy lingerie in front of a man I barely knew but kissed multiple times, and dripping wet. In more ways than one. 

Nicholas realized this too when he looked me over as he picked his phone up and put it to his ear, not taking his eyes off me.

"This better be fucking worth it." He growled into his his phone and I pitied the person on the other side. Almost.

He started talking in Italian and sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose and went inside, while I was left there wondering about my stupid life decisions. 

Just then my phone rang and I took it out of my jacket, sitting on the couch and glancing at the screen briefly before answering it.

"Hey, Cole." I sighed.

"Hey, Dove, just calling to check in on you. Abby would've called but she's— indisposed— at the moment and muttered something about you having class in the morning so I thought I'd call and ask. Everything good there?"

"Yeah, everything's fine, great. I'll be home in a while, don't worry you can go to sleep. And thanks." I told him, rubbing my temple.

"No worries, Winchester. Stay safe, love you."

"Love you too, Jackson." I said and ended the call and felt something on my shoulders. 

I looked behind me to see Nicholas drying his hair with a towel while one was placed on my shoulders. I took it and dried myself, muttering a small 'thanks'.

"Come with me." He told me and I followed him up the stairs, and into a a bedroom I assumed was a spare. 

"You can change here." He said and handed me a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and left, leaving me staring at him.

Odd.

I quickly took off my wet lingerie and wore the clothes, putting my wet clothes in a bag and quickly slipped my jacket on. I walked downstairs, where Nicholas leaned against the kitchen island, drinking a glass of water.

"I'm should get going now." I spoke and he looked me over grabbing his blazer from the couch that he wore previously. 

He came to me and dropped it over my shoulders gently and I pushed my arms through it, feeling warm instantly. I could smell his cologne and felt light headed almost immediately.

"Come, I'll take you home." He told me grabbing his keys and holding his hand out to me.

"Oh, it's fine, I'll take a cab." I told him, pulling his coat tighter around me to feel its warmth.

"I wasn't asking, now come on, sweetheart." He said and I huffed before following him out, ignoring the butterflies in my tummy when he caled me 'sweetheart'.

"Are you going somewhere at this hour?" I asked him as my eyes wandered to his dressed form in a perfectly pressed suit.

It fit him so well. I swooned internally.

"Yes, I have to take care of some things at work." He told me slowly, as if he was thinking hard of what to say. I hummed in response as we drove to my house in silence. 

He parked in front of my front gate and we sat there quietly for a few moments.

"Thank you for dinner, and for coming to see me perform tonight. It meant a lot to me." I said, slowly glancing at him to see him looking out the window with narrowed eyes.

"Don't mention it." He told me, finally glancing at me and I decided it was time to go now.

"Bye." I said as I opened the car door and turned to leave, my thoughts getting the best of me when I turned around, glancing at him to see him looking at me intently. 

Leaning forward, I placed a chaste kiss to his cheek and practically sprinted out of the car, breathing heavily as I unlocked the door and closing it behind me as I scrambled inside without looking back.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard his car start and drive off after a few seconds, and made my way into my room without making any noise. Cole and Abby must've been asleep because the lights were off and no sounds could be heard.

Quickly hanging his coat on the back of my chair, I patted it and took off my clothes, hopping into the warm shower. 

As the water poured down my face, I remembered how his lips felt on mine in the pool, how our bodies were so close and how the moment felt so intimate. 

My eyes closed, remembering every detail that had been etched into my mind and would play on repeat for a good few days, torturing me until I saw him again.

I sighed loudly, getting out of the shower and putting on my fluffiest pajamas, cuddling into my warm blanket. 

And as I stared at the ceiling of my dark room, all thoughts Nicholas swirled into my head as I tried to close my eyes, only to open them again after a few minutes with a groan of frustration.

I'm in some deep shit.