Forever

Part 11

Sarah was getting ready for a girls night out. With Nick in New York, she didn't feel like sitting at home alone, missing him and being miserable. She hadn't had alone time with her girls in a awhile and was looking forward to it. She chatted with Nick on face time as she got ready. 

"What are you doing tonight?" she asked, applying her eyeliner.

"I don't know. The label has a party at some club. They want me to come by for promo, but I'm tired, mami. I'm not sleeping well here".

She looked into the phone, smiling "you miss me too much!", she teased.

"I do", he said, seriously.

"Go out, baby. Have fun. You deserve it".

"Maybe", he said. "Let me see what you're going to wear tonight. I need to know if I need to be worried".

She laughed, standing up to retrieve the outfit she had picked out. She held the skinny jeans and cropped blouse with large bow on the side against her body. "Nothing scandalous" she said, "All my lady parts will be properly covered!".

Nick laughed heartily. "I can't wait to come home to my mami".

"I have an outfit for that too", she said, sitting back at her vanity, shooting him a suggestive look.

"Oh yeah?" he said, he naturally husky voice deepening with desire. "Let me see".

She reached down beside her, pulling up a tiny paper bag with french writing on it. She held it up for him to see. "If you want to see what's inside, come home".

"Two more days, baby".

They chatted for a few more minutes, until Sarah checked the time. Caro would be there to pick her up soon and she was nowhere near ready. "Baby, I gotta go",

"OK, mami, call me when you get home. Try not to be too beautiful tonight". 

She giggled, telling him she loved him and blowing a kiss. He blew one back and they both hung up. She hurried to finish getting ready, just picking out her shoes as Caro arrived. She let her bestie in the house, showing her around. 

"Holy shit, Sar", Caro whistled. "This house is amazing!".

"I know" she laughed. "Sometimes I feel like I'm some kind of princess. I can't believe how much Nick shares with me. And, I never have to ask for anything. He just gives. He's amazing".

"Aww", Caro linked arms with Sarah as they went upstairs to the bedroom. "My bff is in love!".

Sarah went to her closet, bringing out a few shoe options. Caro pointed to simple black stiletto's, flopping down on the bed. Sarah slid them on, checking her reflection in the mirror. 

"You're hot" Caro said, joining her friend at the mirror. "We're hot". She pulled out her phone, kissing Sarah's cheek for a selfie, posting it on instagram. Almost immediately, it had a like notification from Nick. 'Bella y sensual', he commented. Caro showed the phone to Sarah, both girls giggling like school girls. 

"You guys are so cute!" Caro groaned. "I need a boyfriend. Preferably one who is rich and famous and spoils me". 

Sarah slapped her arm, laughing. "Let's go!".

The girls headed to the club, meeting four more girlfriends there. They danced the night away, having a blast. Sarah hadn't laughed that much in a long time. After the club, they went to a fast food joint to eat. They all shoved pizza and greasy fries in their faces, washing it down with milkshakes. 

Sarah leaned back, stuffed. "I'm really enjoying getting fat with y'all. Sleep over at my place?!".

The girls all agreed, excited. They paid their bill and piled into cars, driving to Sarah and Nick's house. There were enough rooms for all of them, but they decided to pull blankets and pillows into the living room, so they could sleep together. Then, they stripped to their underwear, heading to the roof to jump in the hot tub. Sarah brought champagne with them, which they drank straight from the bottle. 

"So, when's the wedding date?", one of the girls asked, teasing Sarah.

Sarah laughed, splashing water at her. "Honestly, if he asked me tomorrow, I'd say yes". She waved her hand around, motioning to the house. "I don't need any of this. He's enough".

"But, all this doesn't hurt!" Caro quipped, pulling out her phone. Sarah posed, sexily, for a photo.

"Send it to me!" she said, checking the picture. "I'll be right back!". She climbed out of the hot tub, going back downstairs to take her phone out of her purse. She dialed Nick's number. It rang several times, going to voicemail. She looked at the time. It was 4am. He's probably sleeping, she told herself. She saved the photo Caro had texted her, forwarding it to him.

'Having a girls night. Wish you were here xoxox' she typed, hitting send. She re-joined her friends on the rooftop, partying with them until the sun came up.

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Nick went to the club appearance, trying to have a good time, but he was bored. He wasn't a party guy. He went to clubs with Sarah because she loved to dance, but it wasn't his scene. He met some friends there, and there were plenty of women, but that wasn't for him either. He was relaxing on one of the VIP couches, when he felt a familiar touch on the back of his neck. It was Ann.

"Jesus Christ", he exclaimed, moving away from her touch. "Did you follow me here?".

She rolled her eyes. "I'm here for work. Please don't flatter yourself".

He sighed. She did work in the music business, and New York was a music mecca, so it wasn't so far fetched that she'd be here for work. "What do you want, Ann?".

She looked around innocently. "Where's wifey?".

"At home. In our house. That we live in together" he said, pointedly. 

"Oh, Nicky", Ann said, crossing her legs, so her knee touched his. She rubbed the back of his head. "Don't be so mean. We used to be friends".

He stood. "No, we used to fuck. There's a difference".

She stood too, pressing her body against his. "And, now, we argue. When we could be fucking".

"Not interested". He turned to his friends, saying goodnight. He left without saying another word to Ann. Getting into a taxi, he pulled out his phone to call Sarah. His battery was dead. "Shit", he muttered. He plugged his phone in when he got back to the hotel, laying in bed to wait for it to charge enough to turn on. He must have fallen asleep, because the next time he opened his eyes, sunlight was streaming in through the window.