Falling Too Deep

Chapter 17

I stared at Nick in disbelief. Did he just say what I think he said? I stood there shocked thinking of all the ways I could respond. Nick blinked at me a few times and placed his hands on my shoulders. "I love you so much Andrea. At first I was afraid to tell you, but I got over that. I just hope you feel the same." He stared at me expectantly and I still didn't respond.

Maybe I was too stubborn or maybe I thought that no one could ever love me again after Derrick. Derrick was my first real love. We were next door neighbors and childhood soul-mates. I started dating him when I was thirteen and we dated for four years. I lost my virginity to him on my seventeenth birthday and a week later he dumped me for the school slut. Heartbroken and confused I shut everyone out and focused on my studies.

From that point on I vowed never to let a man take advantage of me and I would work hard for what I wanted. That's why I threw myself into my work and hardly dated. I mean, of course I had fun sometimes and went on blind dates (courtesy to Christie) but I never settled down or found someone I really liked. Until Nick.

"Andrea?"

I looked up at Nick's handsome face and he grabbed my hands. "I know it's a little early to say it...but I can't hide what I'm feeling..." he said nervously squeezing my hands. I opened my mouth to respond and tell him I loved him back but no words came out. Now that I realized it I did love him...I guess I just needed to hear him say it first. When I didn't answer he frowned.

"It's okay if you don't feel the same way. I didn't expect you to. I just wanted you to know how I felt...How about some dinner?" he said grimly.

He made his way back to the house and I cleared my throat loudly. "Well what if I do love you back?!"

He stopped walking and slowly turned to face me. "What?"

I walked up to him and placed my hands on his firm chest. "I love you Nick."

His eyes brightened and he grinned down at me. "You what?"

"I love you, didn't you hear me?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I heard you. I just wanted to hear you say it again."

I rolled my eyes and he beamed at me, chucking to himself. I playfully hit him and he bent his head down to kiss me. "I'm so glad you feel the same way," he said as he placed his warm luscious lips against mine causing my knees to instantly become weak. I gripped his shirt for support and then he began pressing soft butterfly kisses down my neck.

I gasped at the feeling and he picked me up off my feet. As I wrapped my legs around his waist his fingers snaked under my tank top, lightly brushing against my lower back. I was getting a sensation I couldn't describe and all of a sudden I was feeling horny. Maybe it was our passionate kissing, his soft hands stroking my back, his body warmth, or the fact that we had just exchanged the most important three words had me feeling mushy and lovey-dovey.

I wanted to feel his body all over mine...on top of me...I wanted to show him I loved him, not just by words...but physically.

I wanted to make love to him.

"What was that?"

Nick was looking up at me with his eyebrows raised. Did I say that last part out loud? My face flushed and I squirmed in his arms. "Put me down please."

He set me on my feet and scratched the back of his head. "Did I do something wrong?"

I shook my head quickly and rubbed his arms reassuringly. "No you didn't do anything wrong. I was just thinking."

"About what?"

Shouldn't I just be honest with him? I mean he was my boyfriend and I was pretty serious about him. We could talk about anything.