“So where are we off to this time?” I ask as I eye Nick. “I don’t know. I figured we could walk around the area and see what it has to offer. That ok?” “Hell yeah that is ok. This fat girl wants some food though since you pulled me away from my nachos!” I told him with some attitude. “Oh simmer down. You will get some food.” He say smiling at me.
We didn’t have to walk very far before we found where we stopped to eat. We found a place called Prime Meridian in the Omni Hotel, which I don’t know how we had passed it up, we were staying in that hotel. It was pretty good. Honestly we didn’t talk much during dinner, which kind of surprised me. I was staring out the window, sadly the only thing that I was seeing was cars and buildings, but I knew what was beyond those, the reflecting pool.
After dinner was over we made our way to the hotel lobby. Nick was getting ready to say good night it seemed like so I cut him short. “You want to walk to the reflecting pool with me?” I asked, hope in my voice. Nick gave me his killer smile as his answer and showed me to the door.
“What’s wrong Pinkie?” I asked him on the walk. “Just thinking about the upcoming European tour.” He told me. Then he did something that really shocked me, he reached out and laced his fingers in mine. I looked at him with confusion written all over my face. But all Nick did was raise my hand to his lips and kiss it. I was about to melt, but I was not about to let him see that. Lord knows if he would take that as a weakness or what.
It took about 10 minutes to get to my destination. I sat on the edge of the pool, praying to God that I don’t fall in. I just sat there looking up at the sky, relaxing. I only snapped out of my daze when Nick stepped in between my legs and wrapped his arms around me. I just laid my head on his chest and listened to his steady heartbeat.
We must have been like that for a little while. I don’t remember moving or anything. I was wide awake but barely remember any of it. The first thing that I remember was tears spilling onto my cheeks. “Amanda, what’s wrong sweetheart?” Nick asked with nothing but concern laced through his voice. “I miss JD and Cheyenne. I know that it hasn’t been too long since I have seen them and I called them earlier today but still. I know that I am going home in a few days but then we have the tour. I’m sorry Nick, I’m rambling.” I said burying my face back into him. “It’s ok hon. I am sure that it is hard for you to be away from them. But I know they are having fun and they know that you love them more than anything. They adore you. I bet they are going to jump all over you when you walk through the door to your house.” He rattled off as he lifted my face out of his chest.
What happened next totally shocked me. Yes, I know that I say that a lot, but this time it was true and totally unexpected. As I watched Nick talking, he was watching me so intently with a weird look in his eyes. In what seemed like a blink of an eye, he leaned down and placed a delicate kiss on my lips. It was so satiny that it felt like a butterfly landed on my lips. Nothing like what I thought a kiss from the ‘Dolph Ziggler’ would be like. Not that I ever thought about it. He pulled back slowly, seemingly not wanting to let go, and rested his forehead on mine. Forehead to forehead nose to nose.
“What was that for Pinkie?” I asked absolutely confused. I could tell that Nick was trying to think of an answer. “I think the moment called for it.” He said casually. “Well, that is a strange thing to say. I was crying because I miss my kids and you kiss me.” “I was only trying to comfort you Amanda.” “I’m going for a walk. Go do whatever.” I said standing up and walking off.
I walked around the park for about 20 minutes, the whole time I could feel Nick behind me. He was making sure that I was ok and nothing would happen to me, bless his heart. The park was void of people running around and playing. Just me, my thoughts, oh and Nick somewhere behind me. I was just walking around minding my own business when I walked into the wrong place at the wrong time.
