"Babe." Someone says, dragging me from my wet dream of Nick. I jolt awake and see Nick leaning over me, his hair sticking up, and his eyes bright. He smiled at me and I melted.
" What?" I asked as I scratched my head, laying back down. He shook me awake again. "Ssssssstop it!" I groaned into the pillow when he started to jump on my back.
"Wake up!" He yelled and I threw a pillow at him. He fell onto the bed with an omph, then laughed. "Come on, babe." He said seductively, kissing my shoulder. "Jonathan fixed us breakfast." He said as he ran his hands up my back, causing all of my tired muscles to wake up and become hot from his touch. He threw his leg over mine and crawled onto my back, straddling me. He leaned down and started kissing the back of my neck. "Babe!" He screamed and I jolted awake.
"What!" I asked, alarmed. He smiled at me and I looked over my shoulder to see his brownies gleaming.
"Please." He poked his bottom lip out and I had to bite mine to keep from moaning at how sexy he looked.
"No." I grumbled, then I suddenly smelled waffles. I shoved him off of me and raced downstairs only to be greeted by such an amazing aroma. Jonathan set out two plates with waffles stacked high, whip cream over flowing, and raspberries falling down. "Jonathan, I love you man." I said as I took a seat, said a small blessing, then dug in, moaning as the food hit my tastebuds.
Jonathan laughed and clocked me on the back, almost causing me to choke. "Love you too, dude." He said, his deep voice carrying on a tone of amusement. Nick suddenly came bounding down the stairs, still shirtless, but his hair wasn't nearly as bad. I grinned at him, food probably stuck in my teeth, and he smiled, ruffled my hair, then grabbed a plate and took a seat beside me.
We are in silence, enjoying the sounds of nature which could be heard through the open patio doors leading to his back "yard".
"The preparations for the party have been completed, and all the rest is up to you." Jonathan said. I looked up at Nick, completely forgetting about the party.
"You're throwing a party?" I asked, excited.
He nodded and smiled. "I told you, anything you want, just ask." And with that, he stood and dropped his stuff into the sink. He leaned over me and kissed my neck. "Invite whoever and everything will be done."
I'm sure I looked like a Christmas tree with the way I was beaming. "Thank you." I whispered, cleaning my stuff up.
He smiled. "Anytime." Then he tossed me the house phone, which was sleek and shiny, and I got to work.
••I was laying outside at the pool when the first person came, and that was Stacy. Jonathan came out and told me she was here. I jumped up and ran inside, almost running into Nick who was wearing a black shirt and white designer swim trunks. He watched me run by with a big smile on his face.
I flung the door open and she stood there with at least ten people with her. She was looking around but when she saw me, she squealed and jumped into my arms. I smiled into her strawberry scented hair and spun he around, thankful to see her again. "I've missed you, asshole." She said as the others came in.
I had invited Stacy and she said she would invite everyone at school, and she told me that litterally almost the entire school was coming, and when I'd asked her how she convinced them to drive four hours, she said she told them it was going to be the best party of their lives, and when they didn't listen to her, she told them it was at Nick's and they all jumped on board.
"I swear they just wanted to see his house." She said as she looked around, linking her arm through mine. The party wasn't supposed to start until two hours later, but she told me she wanted to spend some more time with me. And she had to bring a bunch of idiots, so she decided to leave earlier, just because.
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RomansaNick Anderson: Bad boy. Stone cold and mean. But, hot. Startlingly and uniquely hot. Every woman wants him, but he doesn't want them. He doesn't swing that way. On a third of July, Nick was raped, which made him as cold as he was. He didn't tell his...