All I Wanna Be (Spin off to Somebody To You- Nemi)

Chapter 3

Demi

Seeing Damon at his birthday celebration at Dodger Stadium was one of my most wonderful memories. I was so grateful to Nick & even more grateful that he gave the recognition to Joe. He truly was an amazing guy & I was so glad I took that job to take care of him all those years ago. I was also glad I gave him the benefit of the doubt when he was a douche bag to me. He sure did a one eighty & I was thankful for that every day I woke up next to him.

Nick even seemed to be having fun at the stadium, even though he didn't love baseball as much as Damon & Joe did. When we were driving home, Nick was quiet, so I knew he had something on his mind. Damon had gone with Joe, so we were alone in the car. I put my hand on Nick's thigh, rubbing it gently & made a yummy noise. "I love you in baseball pants."

He chuckled, glancing at me, then looked back at the road. He took a deep breath & cleared his throat. "You like the baseball players, don't ya?" He smirked at me. "I saw you watching those guys today." He said, sounding a little serious as he kept his focus on the road.

"I prefer musicians. Or actors. Or both." I grinned at him & he smiled back at me, with a tiny eye roll. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just tired." He answered, chewing on the inside of his bottom lip.

"Nick. I know when you have something on your mind. I can tell because not only do you get quiet, you chew on your lip & you get that crease between your eyebrows."

"You think you're just so smart." He laughed as he shook his head.

"Are you gonna tell me or do I have to withhold sex until you spill your guts?"

Nick sighed, deeply, then licked his lips before he spoke. "Are you gonna take that job working for the injured baseball player?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. I'm going to meet Mark next week at the agency & maybe go meet the guy. I need a job, so I probably will."

"You don't need a job, baby. I make well over enough money for you to be off work for a while. And with this TV show, I'm going to be making even more. I have a feeling it's gonna be big."

I sighed, letting out a little groan. "Nick, I don't want to be one of those women who lives off her husband while he makes all the money. It's my son we're supporting."

"Our son. The day I proposed to you was the day I decided I wanted us to be a family so I will always support you both." Nick's tone was serious. "Plus Joe helps out with Damon's expenses."

"I know. But I want to work. I'm doing the modeling job on Monday, but I really don't want to get too into the modeling. I don't want to get used to all that pampering. You could be in trouble otherwise." I chuckled as he looked my way, briefly.

"Baby, I have no problem pampering you forever." Nick reached down to his leg & grabbed my hand then brought it to his mouth to kiss my knuckles.

"Anyway, I'll probably take the job. It seems like it will be good since the guy has money. You know I hate to take care of poor people. They are usually gross & want me to be their maids too. They sometimes have bugs & treat me horrible. You would think it would be the opposite, but when I worked for everyday people, they were so rude & demanding. The wealthier people were classier & were at least nice to me." I was rambling, but when I looked over at Nick I could tell he was still listening. He looked a little upset. The vein in his temple was pulsating, letting me know he was tense about something. "Babe? What's wrong? You look upset."

"I just don't want you working for that guy." Nick blurted out.

I stared at him, my mouth agape. "Why?"