My heart was pounding as I sat in the living room waiting for Nick to come home. He's been touring the world for the last three months, while I stayed in LA shooting my first major film. This has been the longest we've ever been apart since getting married. And our 3rd wedding anniversary is coming up this weekend.
I've spent all of today cleaning the house and made sure everything was perfect before Nick's arrival.
God, I couldn't wait to see him. I've been watching his performances online when I had the time
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and he looked so good in every video and picture. I knew he was in his happy place as his smile grew bigger each night on stage. But I couldn't wait to see his smile once he saw me.
My nerves were kicking in as I repeatedly tapped my fingers on the cushion of the sofa staring at the front door. Right then I could hear the juggling of keys and the handle of the door moving. The door was locked due to people breaking into houses around this neighborhood. Nick was paranoid about leaving me alone and insisted I should stay at a friend's house. I promised to keep the door locked at all times. Especially when he was gone, including our gate. We moved to a mansion in the hills of Hollywood last year.
I couldn't hold my excitement as I jumped off the couch and too the door. My smile grew wide once the door opened, but disappeared when I saw it was John Taylor.
"It's nice to see you too," he sarcastically laughed placing Nick's luggage inside the house. He moved it to the side of the door and entered the house with a warm tight hug. I hugged him back just as tight. "I know what you're thinking," he laughed letting me go. "Nick's at the car grabbing his last bags. He's really eager to see you," he smiled. I took that as a hint and ran down the driveway as fast as I could. Nick turned around to see me running at him and he dropped his two bags with a huge smile on his face. He caught me in a hug and firmly placed his lips on mine. He then lifted me up in the air and started carrying me towards the house.
"What about your bags?" I laughed and he stared down at me still smiling.
"You're more important then a couple of bags," he smirked kissing my forehead. No one knew how badly I've missed him, besides myself. It felt like he's been gone for years, rather then a few months. And I couldn't be happier that he was finally home.
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John had left quickly after taking Nicks last two bags inside, since he carried me inside instead. It was near 7 PM and Nick and I had just finished eating dinner. "Want to watch a movie and cuddle up on the couch?" I asked rinsing our plates before placing them into the dishwasher.
"That's fine by me," he smiled standing up. He walked over and placed his hands on my hip. I looked up at him and he leaned his body down for a kiss. He was being so forceful that I ended up stepping back into the counter.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself," he smirked backing himself up. I followed his steps back and kissed him again. Letting my tongue feather his lips before heading into the living room.
"Are you coming or not?" I laughed turning back around to see that he hasn't moved. He slowly bit his lip, making his way to the living room.
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The movie seemed to have ended quickly as I just noticed the credits rolling. "The movie is done already?" I asked lifting my head off of my husbands chest.
"Yeah, you fell asleep," he answered. He started to rub his fingers up and down my arm as I grabbed some more blanket. "You cold?" He asked wrapping his muscular arm tightly around me. I leaned my head back on his bicep and nodded. He kissed the top of my head lightly. "So, are you going to tell me who killed me on our last game of Clue?"
"You're still salty about that?" I laughed.
"Well yeah, we didn't even finish the game."
"That's because you raged quick and flipped over the virtual game table!" I laughed out loud again. Nick didn't even budge a smile.
"It was Joe wasn't it? That asshole.." I sat up to look at him and he looked so serious and genuinely pissed that it was adorable.
"It was Mrs. Violet Peacock who killed Colonel Tom Mustard in the dinning hall with a knife," I confessed and Nicks expression changed to disbelief.
"You killed me? We agreed to gang up and kill Joe if one of us was the killer!" He sounded so angry that I started to feel bad for turning on him. But then again I didn't.
"Oh stop being such a baby! First of all I never verbally agreed to work with you. I only nodded my head slightly. Secondly Colonel Tom Mustard is a douche and deserved to die!" Nick then started to smirk.
"You know, Ms. Peacock isn't that innocent herself. There's a reason she has the word cock in her name. They say she fucks her victims hard before brutality murdering them."
"Now you're just making shit up," I laughed while rolling my eyes.
"Fine, then I want you to prove that you didn't kill me." I lightly bit my lip because I knew what he was doing and he was succeeding majorly.
"I can't do that," I whispered nervously.
"What was that? Can you say it a little louder?" He teased.
"I can't do that!" I responded back raising my voice.
"That's what I thought," he smirked. God, I hate him. "Now I suggest we finish the game. Forget the knife and meet me in the dining hall," he whispered into my ear. Now I really fucking hate him!
I waited in the dining hall for a couple of minutes and Nick hasn't shown up.
"Hun? Are you okay?" I called out nervously.
"Yeah! Diabetes is being an ass right now! I'll be there shortly!" He called back. I leaned against the wall and sighed loudly. Why can't diabetes give him a little bit more mercy sometimes? "I heard that," Nick snickered walking towards me. He pinned me against the wall and went for a kiss, but I hugged him instead. "Baby, I'm fine," he assured moving a strand of hair out of my face.
"I don't want to do this tonight. I miss you and I want to feel you, just not tonight."
"Shay, what's wrong? Was I too harsh in the living room?"
"No," I laughed. "You were fine. Very seductive and incredibly hot. Their were times when I wanted to maul you." He and I both blushed after I told him that. "But right now I just want your bare chest glued against my back as we finally sleep together after three months of being apart." The aggressive, sexually inclined Nick disappeared and he turned into the caring Nick I adored and loved the most. He once again carried me and took us up to our bedroom. We stripped free of some clothing and laid in bed just as I wanted. I hugged his muscular arm that he had around me as if I was going to lose him. After three months, I finally had a goodnight sleep.
