Jess couldn't take it anymore, why should she? Nick was the one to nail down the kiss on her unexpectedly and now left her feeling all these messed up emotions. Nick cursed her with heart break over Sam and now, for Jess, there is going to be an enjoyable payback. Knowing that Schmidt would be going to work early and Winston is sleeping from his night shift, Jess pulled on her tightest shorts and skimpiest bra that made her boobs push up and look 10x bigger than they were. Which was perfect for what she wanted to pull off with Nick, Nick the lumber-Jack looking grumpy ass that drove her nuts, NUTS! But not for long, she thought, Ha! That fool! thinking he can get away with a kiss and run… well more like kiss, regret it, and when confronted moonwalk away. She grabbed her half empty laundry basket and made her way across the flat to the kitchen, eying Nick who was easily slumped along the couch viewing the football game on the slightly wonky tv. He looks over and gives a slight smile and continues to observe the game. He the turns back at Jess, eyes almost as wide as her bright blue one, face holding what looked to be shock, which for Nick was something crossed with the look of a dog's ass and a shocked otter. "Oh, hey Nick, I'm just going to do some laundry."
He nods, not breaking eye contact or changing his ridiculous facial expression. Jess, out of Nicks view smiles, knowing that her plan is working, her plan was working. Nick crossed the floor and took a seat on the breakfast table not bothering to say anything, Jess knew that she has got her hooks in him. She bends over knowing that her bare behind was in full view of Nick, she placed the few amount of clothes in her basket into the washing machine. Knowing that she struggles to open the powder compartment she glances over her shoulder directly at Nick. "Nick Sweetie will you do me a massive favour?" Shocked that she noticed that he had moved he nods, mouth still slightly ajar from the little show Jess gave him,
"Sure, anything. What do you need?" Considerate enough he walks over to Jess ad stands a bit too close to her, his breathe fanning her slightly.
"Well" she breathes out exaggeratedly "I just can't seem to open this damn compartment" She lowers her bottom lip and looks up at him through her eyelashes, "I don't suppose you could help me out" She grazes the outline of her breast as she speaks, voice getting lower as it pulls Nick in further. His hand rises to do the same action as her
"Yeah….sure…..anything" Eyes fixated on her breasts, fingers just close enough to touch them.
"Thanks Nick, I don't suppose you would mind taking out the trash and changing the sheets. I'm missing my favourite show and it's the season finale and I really can't miss it" His eyes snap out of it and just stare into her eyes, she in return blows a kiss at him and slides past him ensuring that she pushes her embellished breasts on him.
Jess takes Nicks seat and changes the channel. "I was recording the game" He whispers quietly before stalking out the room.
