Time is Running Out....

Chapter 4: Where Do We Stand?

I stuck my tongue out at him before walking around my car to open my trunk with my stuff.

I felt a hand on my hand that was ready to grab a heavy bag. It was obvi Nick trying to convince me not to carry the bag.

"Sowwy Charlie" Nick said trying to move my hand , but I managed to keep my grip on it. "If you don't let go, I'll make you let go."

I shook my head smiling and focusing on the bag. Before I knew it, the bag wasn't in my hand anymore. I turned to look at the doorway and saw Nick skipping through the door laughing. Ohh Nick ;)

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We were now done unpacking my stuff. I locked my car and came in my new house that I shared with Nick. He was preparing food in the kitchen that smelled really good. I walked in the kitchen and hugged Nick from behind and said, "Hey cutie, what are you cooking that smells so good." It looked like he was really concentrated on chopping whatever he was chopping. I crouched under his arms that were working on the counter and jumped in front of him smiling showing my really deep dimples clearly. "Did you hear me!" I said snapping my fingers in his face while he was still chopping even with me in his way. "Fine! Maybe this'll refresh your memory." I said now standing on my tippy-toes, wrapping my arms around his neck, and softly kissing him. He immediately responded and dropped his cooking utencils, now wrapping his arms around my waist. I tried pulling away, but he managed to keep his place. I pushed him back away from me and smiled.

"I'm cooking fettucine alfredo with tomato and broccoli and alfredo sauce and chicken breasts! Now where were we!" he said really fast with a lazy smile on his face with his eyes closed. That was me and his favorite dinner. We're both 100% italian so I'm not suprised.

I was leaning against the counter, and Nick had both hands on the counter leaning towards me in front of me. I crossed my arms over my chest and said, "Ohh Nick. We were at the part where you were chopping the tomato and broccoli and was ignoring me and then I interrupted you by-"

"This..." Nick said trailing off and leaning in to kiss me. He planted a soft one that soon deepened. I ran my fingers through his hair and he was rubbing his hands on my back. Within that moment, he found my weak spot. My neck obvi! He knew this for awhile from my stories from past boyfriends. But his kisses were different in a way. They were like ones I have been waiting for my whole life. It's like I've needed this to fix me and to cure me for a long time. Is he the one?

"Nick?" I said trying to question him, but it came out as a moan.

"Yeah?" he said pecking my lips.

"Can we eat now?" He stopped kissing me and sighed for awhile.

"Why!?" He said whining.

"Because I'm hungry and have a stomach to be filled." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Fine!" He pouted. "No more kisses for you!"

"Unless..." I said tugging at his shirt. He smiled at me.

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We were now done eating our dinner and I went up to my bedroom and before I could close my door, there was a shove at the door. Nick came in and shut the door. I plopped down on my bed. He soon layed next to me.

"Can we get the ice cream and movies now!" I whined shaking his arms over and over again.

"Ugh!" he groaned slowly.