Unintended Confession

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Warning: Rated 18A for strong, sexual and suggestive language. Please heed the warning. Thank you.

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Nicolas drove like a maniac to get to Joan's place. He was ready to use the portable police siren for his car if need be. Yes, he was willing to break the law; the law that he had sworn to uphold just because of a mere slip of a woman. He was willing to be caught speeding and then use his detective card to get out of it. Never in his entire career did he ever consider such a preposterous idea, let alone execute it. HA! He could literally hear his father saying "oh, how the mighty have fallen".

He pulled up into the underground parking lot of Joan's apartment building just as the clock on his dashboard hit 9:30 pm. Normally, the drive from Surrey to downtown Vancouver takes 30-40 minutes depending on traffic, but he did it in under 20 minutes. Shit! I really did over speed. What the fuck, Nicolas! Talk about being desperate!

Nicolas headed towards the elevator and pressed the up button. He waited for a minute, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, before he concluded, that too was taking too long. So he decided to take the stairs instead, from the lobby to the seventh floor, taking 2 steps at a time. It's a testament to how fit he was that he didn't even pause during his climb and he wasn't even short of breath when he reached the seventh floor.

He slowed his pace once he turned the corner leading to Joan's apartment door. He couldn't help it but his pulse actually picked up with each step he took. As much as he tried to deny it, he actually felt a little nervous (and yes, scared). What if she changed her mind? What if she didn't leave the door unlocked? Shit!

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Joan wasn't aware of how she got home in one piece after she drove like a madwoman running from the police. She wasn't aware of how she got inside her apartment, of how she was able to take a quick shower, and how she ended up in her living room, leaving a mark on the area rug from her pacing. She couldn't believe how bold and daring she acted after Nicolas gave her the kiss that triggered all her suppressed sex hormones. Its not like they've never kissed before or that she's never been kissed at all. But, there was just something in that particular kiss, coming from this particular man that sent her over the edge.

She glanced at the clock for the upteenth time, realizing that it was only 2 minutes that passed. Time seemed to be moving slower than molasses. What if he changed his mind? What if he decided not to come after all? What if he got turned off from the way I acted earlier? Oh god! Joan then made up her mind to go check outside her door just in case. Just in case what? Just in case a man like Nicolas fainted? Come on! But she ignored her inner voice and pulled the door open anyway.

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Nicolas was about to push the door open when it was pulled from the inside. Joan was standing on the other side looking delectable as ever. Her hair tied up on a messy bun with tendrils escaping. Her eyes wide as saucers as if she had seen a ghost. Her cheeks flushed like she ran a marathon. Her lips a little swollen and a lot red from her worrying on it too much. Aaaannnddd that was where Nicolas's rational train of thought stopped. His mouth actually watered! He stared at her lips like it was the most precious sight he had ever laid his eyes on. He didn't realize that he was unconsciously biting his own lip, imagining it was hers.

Joan had to literally talk her heart down from jumping out of her chest when she saw Nicolas standing right outside her door. Honestly, she was sort of expecting him but seeing him was a whole different story. His face a welcome sight from the whole 3 months of his absence. His hair disheveled as if he ran his fingers through it numerous times. His eyes instantly dilated when he caught sight of her. His nostrils flaring as if he was inhaling her whole being. And his lips! God, his lips that he is currently biting while looking at her.

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