Drive | Joult

Chapter 15

(Jennifer)

I walk into my parents house and Nick follows behind me. I love the way it smells here. "Dad!" I scream, running into the living room and hugging him. I knew he'd be in there. "So, I guess you were just gonna leave me outside?" My mom asks. "I already hugged you." I explain, giving her another hug. I don't know where Nick is, probably upstairs. "I'll be right back." I mumble, looking at the stairs.

I walk upstairs and find Nick. "Thanks for getting my bags." I look at the open suitcases on our bed. He picks up one of my bras and I take it from him, running my fingers over the lace. "I'd much rather see it on you." He wraps his arms around me from behind. "I'm sure you would, but we have to go downstairs and talk to my parents." I say, as his hands slowly move down to my hips. "Then let's go." He picks me up in one quick movement. I scream and wrap my arms around his neck. "Nick put me down!" I'm scared he's gonna drop me. "Shh I've got you calm down." He carries me down the stairs.

He sits down on the couch and places me on his lap, attracting the attention of my parents, who were watching tv. "So, now that you two have settled in tell us everything we've missed." My mom looks at us. We've had a lot of sex. "We went to Paris. That was really fun. It's beautiful there, especially at night." I start, unsure of what else to say. "I bet it was. How have you been doing? I know twins could be extra rough." I look down as I think and watch Nick's fingers move up and down the side of my thigh. It kinda tickles but not enough to make me laugh. I look back up, sure my parents must be suspicious about me taking so long to respond. "It's been okay so far. Um.... I'm mostly just tired and stuff. I pretty much eat all day though." I answer, my voice shaking a little. Dammit, Nick, why do you have to distract me while I'm trying to think? "We don't really do much because I don't want anyone to know I'm pregnant yet and the paparazzi are everywhere." I take Nick's hand and move it off me, pressing it into the couch. Then I turn my head towards him. "Later." I whisper. If my parents didn't already know something was going on, they do now. He smiles and laughs like I said something funny. God, he's turning me on so much right now. I'm sure it's obvious by how I'm sitting, thighs pressed together. My heart's beating like crazy and my skin feels like it's on fire. "I'll be right back, I'm not feeling well." I get up and walk upstairs as fast as I can.

Nick follows me and I shut and lock the door behind him. "Now?" He asks, looking confused by my unexpected escape. I nod yes, and turn the shower on as well as the sink and the radio. I return back to Nick and I immediately lift my arms up. He pulls my shirt off and wraps his arms around my waist. It feels so much better to have my shirt off. I'm sweating like crazy. I wrap my legs around him and he easily guides us to the bed. He pulls the remains off my clothing and his off, and lifts my hands above my head as he kisses me. "Here." I mumble between kisses, placing his hands on my thighs. He squeezes my thighs making me moan excessively loud.

I turn the sink and shower off, before getting dressed. I dress in yoga pants and a loose pink tank top. "I'll see you downstairs." I unlock the door and take one more glance at Nick, who's still lying on the bed wrapped up in my sheets. I walk down the stairs smiling like an idiot. "You feeling better?" My mom asks as I step into the kitchen. "Oh, yeah. I just took a nap and a shower and Nick had to shower too." I answer quickly, lying makes me nervous. "You took a long shower." She gets plates out of the cabinet. Damn her observational tendencies and various motherly instincts. "What's for dinner?" I look away from her, blushing. "Chicken, baked potatoes and Mac and cheese." I help her set the table. "Is that okay with you?" She asks, when I don't say anything. "Yeah, it's perfect. I'll go get Nick." I smile, wondering if he's still naked. "You go do that honey." She rolls her eyes at me.

I walk up the stairs and find Nick, getting dressed. "My mom made dinner." My mouth waters thinking about it. "Great I'm hungry." He puts a shirt on. "Yeah me too so hurry up." I wait for him to put his pants on.

A/N: shit now I'm hungry I wish mrs. Lawrence would cook me some dinner