What is Love?

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DIANA

"So, what are we having for lunch?" Asks Nick, carrying me up the stairs.

"I'm not sure. All I know is Derek is cooking and won't let me help him." I respond shrugging.

"What?! You let him in the kitchen without the proper supervision?!" He asks me in high pitched voice, as if he just saw a ghost and is really afraid. I begin to laugh because the face he's making right now could make anyone die of laughter.

"Of course not! I left him in the kitchen with Hallie." He gives me another worried look. "Okay, so we may be in trouble. But it's not like they could burn the house down...right?" He speedwalks toward the kitchen, while I hobble my way there.

Once we get to the kitchen door, we stop and look at each other. Both of us wanting the other to make the move and go in before the other.

"Ladies first", he says to me and I give him a look that could kill.

"Oh, hell no! Who's the pregnant one?" He narrows his eyes at me and smirks.

"Are going to use that excuse all the time? Because to me all it means is that you're mine." He says in a rough possessive voice. I'd be lying to you if I said that didn't turn me on.

"Are you going to go inside or keep standing there?" His smirk gets wider and he leans in toward me.

"You're going to have to be more specific. Inside where exactly?" I stiffen and turn red as a tomato. I hate that he has this effect on me.

"Oh, ju-just shut up!" I hit him on the chest playfully and stutter.

"As you command, my queen." He bows dramatically and proceeds to walk into the kitchen as if that didn't just happen.

Before I can follow him inside, he comes right back out with a genuine smile.

"Why are you smiling? Why are you blocking the kitchen door." He looks at me and sighs while chuckling under his breath.

"I finally found a good reason to get rid of that ugly kitchen set up. Want to help me search the net for different sets. Ya, lets go search for something that isn't food. I think I've lost my appetite for the rest of my scarred life." He says and lifts me up onto his shoulder, walking away from the kitchen.

"Aww, come on! I really wanted to try a pickle with some peanut butter." I pout, with a few tears coming down my cheeks. I finally have an excuse to try wierd ass foods and he's not allowing me in the kitchen! It's as if the world is coming to an end!

He carries me into the living room then stops after opening the door. I can't tell you why though, because all I can see is my fiance's cute ass butt.

"Oh, come on! Is everyone making out or having sex?! I thought we were going to have a group lunch?" He screeches. You know sometimes I feel like our personalities are switched. He's the romantic love sick puppy dog while I'm the sadistic, sarcastic, and the closed off bitch.

"Please put me down, Nicholas." He doesn't put me down.

"Give me a good reason as to why I should." I can practically hear him smiling. Ha, well jokes on you buster, cause I ain't gonna kiss you.

"Fine, if you don't put me down this instant, I'll bite your ass like the bitch I am!" I scream back at him. He immediately puts me down on the couch opposite to Van and Alonzo. Who, by the looks of it, were busy making out. I take a quick glance at her huge stomach and realize that fighting will get harder, the bigger i get.

"You two look like you just ran a marathon after waking up and not brushing your hair." I say and smile at the two love birds.

"Uh, thanks? Glad to see that you two are not at each others throats anymore." Says Alonzo, with a stoic expression.