Tempest

I stood outside the door to his apartment, chewing my lip and shifting my weight on my feet. My hand was poised over the doorknob when the door suddenly flew open. Screeching in surprise, I came face to face with James' worried gaze.

"Nadine?"

"What are you doing?" I exhaled sharply. "You scared me."

James sighed sheepishly scratching his head. "I...was going to your shooting location. What are you doing? I thought your scene ended at nine."

"It did," I sighed.

I gulped and swallowed back my pride. I hated apologizing but I was smart enough to know when one was owed. "Look...I'm sorry. Okay? I'm really sorry."

He lifted his gaze up to meet mine as we stood in the entry way of his apartment. "What?"

I fidgeted slightly, picking my nails and wrinkling my nose. The apology came easier than I thought it would; now I just had to explain myself. "I'm sorry for...agreeing to go out with your friends. You were only being concerned."

"Well...I was actually coming to tell you that I was the sorry one," he sighed, reaching over. His fingertips brushed my chin before unzipping my black adidas jacket and helping me out of it. I turned around and looked up at him with remorseful eyes.

"You shouldn't have. James, I....I know you were only looking out for me. I get that now. But...I only went because I don't want them to think negatively of me."

He grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles. "That will never happen. They like you Nadine, so much that they invited you to go out without telling me. I love you Nadz. You're mine. I hate to sound possessive but I don't like it that they think they can spend time with you whenever they want. And purposefully not inviting me too."

I reached my hand to caress his face and gazed into his brown eyes with so much love for my jealous man.
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After our much needed apology, James made a comforting dinner. We sat intertwined together on the couch as we ate, watching LOTR on Star Movies.

"So we were both going to find each other to apologize...how sweet," he mused. "It's like something out of a romance novel."

I snorted. "Right."

"Oh come on," he pleaded, "That's romantic."

"That's silly. We both knew we were wrong and being stupid so we were going to apologize. End of story."

"You're such a Scrooge," he laughed, ruffling my hair. "Just agree with me that it was romantic."

He grabbed my empty plate along with his and took them over to the kitchen area. After dropping them in the sink, he returned to pull me up from the couch. "I really am sorry, Nadine."

"I'm sorry too," I repeated softly. I stared at his lips, already longing to feel them against mine once more. Today had been hell from the get go and I wanted him to fix it. I needed him to make everything okay and prove that we were fine.

"You're mine," he matter of factly stated before pressing his mouth to mine. He kissed me softly, and I could tell it was meant to be chaste. But he lingered there for a split second and we teetered for a moment. Pulling away, his eyes met mine and I saw them momentarily smolder.

"Show me," I whispered.
The smile he gave me went all the way up to his eyes. My lips met his hotly, already yearning for the taste of him. James met me back with ferocity, his mouth opening enough to let my tongue dive in. I tasted him eagerly, winding my hands into his curls to anchor him to me. Our kiss was hot and deep and everything I needed to feel better. I was confused momentarily when he pulled away with a soft grunt.
His brown eyes flashed as he pulled my hands out of his hair to grasp them in his. "You know what the best part of being in a relationship and fighting is?"