Dear Future Husband - A Kick Fanfiction

Investigating

'Morning gorgeous.' Nick's eyes opened and he smiled cutely at me.

'Morning.' I smiled back.
But his smile disappeared.

'What?'

'You're still thinking about that picture aren't you?' He guessed.

I sighed. He was right; I was worrying about it all day yesterday after Nick had told me it didn't matter.
'Yes, I am.' I admitted.

He pulled me close to him. 'Love, don't worry about it. Seriously. It's not a big deal. And if the big deal was to cause trouble, well that hasn't happened yet, has it?'

'True.' I agreed reluctantly.

He kissed me and I reciprocated, but after a few moments, I pulled away.
'Nick, we've got to get ready for work...'

It was his turn to sigh. 'Fine.' He got out of bed and walked towards the door. 'I'm going to go shower. Unless of course... You'd like to join me?' He turned and winked at me.

I laughed. 'No, we've got to get ready for work. I'll go after you.'

'It might be quicker, if we both go in..' He smiled charmingly.

'No, Nick. Seriously. It won't. You know how... Distracted I can get...' I shook my head in amusement but I blushed even so.

He laughed, and walked out, closing the door behind him.

I thought for a moment.

I couldn't just ignore this.

I picked my phone up off the bedside table and dialled Hollins' number.

He answered a few seconds. 'Hey Katherine. What's up?'

'Hollins, do you think you'll be able to go onto the website for the Greenpark Local and find the gossip section?' I asked.

'Give me a minute.' He said and I waited, as I heard the windows sound of a laptop powering up.

After a couple more minutes, he spoke again. 'I'm on the gossip section.'

'Okay, do you think you can find an article from yesterday, along the lines of.. "CEO and Former CEO?' I inquired.

'One sec.... Oh, yes, I found it. Wait... Is that you and Nick??'

'Yeah.' I said impatiently. 'Listen, Hollins, can you please launch an investigation into who got hold of that picture? I'm going out of my mind here.'

'Of course Katherine.' He said. 'I'll start right away. I'll call you when I have information.'

'Thanks Hollins. I owe you for this.'

'Hey, it's no trouble, really. Call it a favour for a friend.' He replied. 'Bye.'

'Bye.' I hung up.

Nick's POV

Something was up. With Katherine.
She seemed pretty distracted all morning as we got ready, and her strange mood hadn't changed when we'd got to work.

Maybe, I should take her out for lunch, ask her about it. I checked my watch: 11:56.

I made up my mind, and locked my computer, before I walked into the lab, where Katherine was quietly working.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, taking her by surprise.
'What are you doing Nick?!' She scolded. 'You made me jump.'

'Aw, I'm sorry.' I kissed her neck, and took her hand, pulling her from her seat. 'Come on.'

'Where are we going?' She asked curiously.

'Oh, just to lunch.' I said casually.

'Give me half an hour.' She argued. 'I've got to finish this circuit.'

'Not anymore you don't.' I picked it up, and held it out of her reach.

'Nick!' She complained, trying​ to get it, but I held it high over my head, so she couldn't reach.

'Stop being an asshole.' She folded her arms.
I chuckled at her expression. 'No. You want it back, huh?'

'Yes, I do.'

'I'll give it to you. But first...' I smiled mischievously.

'But first what?' She demanded.

'You have to give me a kiss. A long, sexy kiss.' I grinned.

'Fine.' She sighed and leaned in to kiss me.
I kissed her back passionately, wrapping my hand around her thigh, skimming my finger on the inside side of it.
She gently pushed me away after a while. 'Can I have it back now?'

'Come to lunch first.' I put the circuit on her desk.

She looked like she was about to argue, but her phone suddenly rang. 'Give me a minute.'

Katherine's POV

I pressed answer as I left the lab. 'What have you got?'

'I went to the editor of the Greenpark Local and questioned him.' Hollins told me. 'Well, interrogated him, but whatever.'

'And?'

'Apparently a Mrs Clarke sold them the picture for £200.' He said.

What?

That didn't make any sense.

'But... That doesn't make any sense Hollins.' I frowned in confusion. 'I'm Mrs Clarke, and I certainly didn't give them that picture.... Oh.' A sudden thought came to mind.

'What is it, Katherine?'

'Did the editor say what this Mrs Clarke looked like?'

'Hey did actually.' He paused. 'Pale, tired looking, blonde...'

I didn't answer.

I knew exactly who it was.

Rebecca.