Just a teeny tiny reaction piece to that kiss! I sat down to try and get the next chapter for A Fine Line started and instead I ended up typing this, I just HAD to get it out of my system! Seriously though, how hot was it, I'm still reeling! I'm delighted so many new authors have felt the urge to contribute after the kiss scene, keep it up, I loved how many new stories there were when I logged in!

Apologies for how often I use, I'm the... in this story but it's written as Nicks immediate thought process after he closes his bedroom door.

Please read and review, I love getting review notifications, they are a bit like finding chocolate in your handbag when you're craving sugar!

xx Dee


Who the hell was that? That wasn't me, that couldn't possibly have been me.

I'm not the brave one.

I'm not the impulsive one.

I'm not the sexy one… But fuck that was sexy.

That. Was. Sexy. As. Hell.

Who was that?

Couldn't have been me.

I'm the scrappy one, the guy who talks in monosyllabic gibberish when he's faced with a situation out of his control.

A situation like having to kiss Jess because of a stupid (or genius, I can't decide) game of strip True American.

I'm the guy who spends an entire day prancing around in a woman's trench coat because it takes me dressing like a girl to be able to talk to one.

I'm the guy who dropped out of Law School because he couldn't handle situations beyond his control.

I'm the guy who has a thing for the most uncontrollable person he knows.

I'm the guy with the potential to be smokin' hot.

I'm the guy who just devoured Jessica Day in the hallway of our apartment where her boyfriend was across the hall, in her bedroom.

I'm the guy Jessica Day kissed back.

She kissed me back, just as passionately as I kissed her.

I'm that guy.

The guy Jessica Day is meant to be with.

I just need to make her see that.

Somehow after that kiss it doesn't seem so impossible anymore.