I Will Protect You

Part Two

Nicki served their dinner just as Drake was placing the glasses on the table. "Oh I almost forgot the bread," Nicki said and grabbed the plate with the cut buttered rolls before walking out the kitchen and placing the bread on the table.

Drake being ever the gentleman pulled the chair out for her and sat down. As they ate Drake complemented Nicki on her cooking, the beef stew with peas, carrots and, potatoes she was made was amazing to say the least.

"Thank you, I always did the cooking when I was in New York with my step father."

"Well he gon starve but I'mma be eating great home cooked meals so its all good," Drake said making Nicki giggle and he watched her intently. "Please smile more, you smile is so beautiful,"

"Thank you but I can't just stand around smiling aimlessly at nothing Aubrey," Nicki informed and placed their empty bowls on the plate and carried them to the sink before Drake walked in.

"Well its better than that scared sad look you usually wear," he said in a timid voice so he wouldn't offend her. Drake looked at the stove and noticed the larger pot. "Wow you made a lot,"

"Yeah but I'm putting three containers of it in the freezer and one in the fridge to keep," Nicki explained as she did the dishes. "That's alright, right?" she asked.

"Of course, I would've never thought of doing something like that," Drake admitted and she giggled. It was one of the most beautiful sounds Drake had ever heard.

He then proceeded to start placing the stew in containers and Nicki turned.

"I can do that," she said quickly as she placed the rinsed dishes on the drying rack.

"Nika its fine, you cooked and did the dishes. Its the least I can do," Drake said and she still looked unsure as she dried her hands. "Nika go shower," he said and she nodded before walking out of the kitchen, grabbed her bag and pulled out a t- shirt and pair of panties before going into the bathroom.

Drake finished putting the food away and washed the pot before pulling on his pajama pants and sitting down on the couch while continuing to work through the mess of bills.

After another ten minutes Nicki walked out the bathroom in nothing but a t-shirt and her wet hair tied up in a bun on the top of her head. Drake had almost missed her asking where she could put her clothes because he was so distracted by her beauty.

"Oh um you can place them in the hamper," he said and pointed into the bedroom. Nicki nodded and walked in, placed her clothes inside and walked back out.

"Uh where c- can I sleep?" she asked in a small voice and Drake hadn't thought of that.

"Uhm, you can take my bed and I'll stay on the couch until we figure something else out," he said.

"Oh Au-aubrey I can stay on the couch," Nicki argued but he shook his head and said he'd stay on the couch before dismissing the topic. He honestly didn't mind staying on the couch. "Okay, goodnight then," she said and he said it back before watching her walk into bedroom and climb into the bed.

The sheets were warm and smelt like Drake so Nicki was soothed to sleep.

As for Drake an hour had passed and he was frustrated. Nicki had been tossing and turning so she sat up and walked into the living room before sitting on the couch.

"I thought you were sleeping," Drake said and Nicki sighed.

"I can't,"

"Is it cause you're not use to my bed?" he asked and picked up another bill.