GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa

#ONE HUNDRED SEVEN.

After Joey leaves, I turn around to face Nick.

"Hi." He softly, smiles.

"Hi." I smile back.

He pulls me into him, hugging me closely to his chest. As he does this he stays completely idle, hardly even breathing. He toys with the edges of my hair, pulling them, but more in a ticklish and playful manner.

I lightly, laugh. "You okay?"

His face brushes down my neck and he inhales the sweet scent of my skin. "I'm okay, now." He says, sending chills across my body.

His touch was more impressive than ever and it could easily, propel me into a state of pleasure within seconds.

I look up into his eyes and bite my bottom lip. "Are you sure?" I question him.

He licks his lips and stares back down into my eyes. Giving me the slightest of nods. My vision couldn't help, but to drop down to where his shorts were straining to contain his massive erection.

"Sorry." He laughs, trying to tuck himself back into restraint.

"I know what you're thinking about." I smirk at him.

"Kinda hard to hide it." He smirks back. I watch him as he goes into the kitchen and grabs a cold bottle of water out of the fridge. He takes big long gulps, before turning to look at me again. "Maybe I should pour this over my head?" He jokes, causing me to anxiously, laugh.

I wasn't sure what he had in mind by asking me to stay with him, but if he tried to make advances on me.. I don't know if I could turn him down.

"Do you need help cleaning all this up?" I ask him, trying to avoid the dirty thoughts in my mind.

"No, it's okay." He surveys the mess. "I'll have someone come over. Let's go upstairs to the other living room." He says.

"Other living room?" I ask, surprised. "This place has two living rooms?"

I follow him up the stairs and notice how much this place reminded me more of a hotel than an actual home. His house in California seemed more like a home to me, but I wasn't sure if that was just because it was like home to me.

"I feel like I'm in a hotel on vacation." I laugh as we reach the second story.

"Well, this place is more like a vacation to me." He replies, grabbing the remote and sitting down on the couch.

I join him at his side. "Are we going to watch a movie?" I smile.

"Yeah."

"Are we really going to watch a movie though, Nick?"

"Yes, Liliana. Why, do you have something else in mind?" He questions me making my mouth water.

"No, a movie is fine." I tell him. Being around him again made me feel oddly, nervous. Though, when I was around him, I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. He was right, there was something between us that was unexplainable, but it had us both tangled within its invisible grip.