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"I told you we should have come earlier."

"We'll still get in, the movie's not going to sell out. Relax."

"But we have to wait in this long line," Nick whined. He rocked back and forth on his heels and turned around in circles, like a fidgety child who was getting impatient.

"Suck it up, Nick. And would you stand still?" Sara chided in a motherly tone.

"Why?"

"Because you're making me anxious."

"Why?"

"Because your fidgeting is annoying."

"Why?"

"Nick!" Sara warned with an evil eye.

Nick couldn't help but chuckle, proud that he'd successfully annoyed Sara. But his smile quickly faded when he spotted someone walking towards the line that he and Sara were standing in. He turned his back to the approaching figure and grabbed Sara's shoulders to pull her in front of him. "Quick, kiss me."

"What?" Sara was in no mood for any more of Nick's childish behavior.

"Kiss me," Nick repeated with more urgency.

Sara rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. "Nick, I'm not-"

Sara's words were silenced by Nick's lips, and while not immediately comprehending what was going on, she found herself responding fully, her arms drifting over his shoulders as she felt his hands on her hips, pulling her towards him. Just as she was beginning to realize how good, or rather great, the kiss was, they were interrupted.

"Nick?"

Nick pulled away from Sara at the sound of his name being called by someone behind him. He turned around. "Uh, hey, Julia, how are you?" Nick smiled and tried to act surprised as he hugged the woman, pretending he hadn't already seen her coming.

"I'm doing great," Julia smiled at him.

"What are you doing in Vegas?" Nick asked.

"Work, actually. We're here for a couple weeks, shooting some scenes for a movie."

"Finally made it to Hollywood, huh?"

"I wouldn't say I've 'made it.' It's all been low budget, indie stuff so far," Julia confessed.

"Well I'm sure your big break will come any day now," Nick smiled.

"I hope so. Bills don't pay themselves," Julia replied as she glanced at Sara.

"Oh, Julia, Sara, Sara, Julia," he introduced the two women to each other.

"Hi," Julia smiled.

"Hi," Sara smiled politely back at the brunette who looked fairly similar to herself, just an inch or two shorter with longer hair.

"Julia and I went to college together," Nick explained, though Sara could tell from the way they had been talking together that they'd been more than just "friends."

"Well I better be on my way, I didn't mean to interrupt your date," Julia said.

"Oh, we're not on a date," Nick replied reflexively with the truth.

"Oh…" Julia, having just interrupted what she thought was a pretty intimate kiss, looked confused.

Realizing his mistake, Nick blurted the first thing that came to mind. "Uh, we're married."

"Oh, wow." Julia was visibly surprised, while Sara tried her best to hide her own surprise, pretending this wasn't news to her also. "For how long?" Julia asked.

"Almost two years," Nick answered.

Sara was impressed at how quickly Nick had responded, and how easily his reply had rolled off his tongue. And somehow, despite her shock and confusion over the revelation of her "marriage," she had the presence of mind to discreetly slip her left hand into her pocket, hiding her naked ring finger. Why she felt the need to play along with this absurd charade she had no idea.

"Wow, with a kiss like that I would have guessed you were newlyweds," Julia teased. "Well congratulations, that's great."

"Uh, thanks," Nick replied, silently praying his cheeks weren't turning pink.

"Well, I really should be on my way," Julia said, the news of Nick being married seeming to have somewhat dampened the cheery attitude she'd had when she first approached him.

"Okay. Well it was nice seeing you," Nick said.

"Yeah, you too. Nice meeting you Sara," Julia smiled.

"Likewise," Sara nodded with a forced smile.

Nick watched Julia for a second as she walked away before turning to Sara, who had her arms crossed and her head cocked as she gave him a look that wasn't deadly, at least not yet.

"Okay, what the hell just happened here?" Her tone wasn't too threatening, which relieved Nick somewhat.

"I saw her walking over here, so I thought if we kissed she wouldn't notice me," Nick explained.

"You think sticking your tongue down someone's throat will cause people to not notice you?" she cocked an eyebrow.

"Sorry," Nick smiled sheepishly. "I guess I kind of got carried away."

"Don't apologize. I didn't say I minded," Sara replied as her lips curled into a small smile.

Nick processed her response for a second. "Oh," was all he could say. "Well sorry about the marriage thing. I panicked."

"Now that does warrant an apology. But I forgive you, as long as we never see her again. I'm not playing wife," Sara smirked as she grabbed Nick by the arm. "C'mon, this line is finally moving, Mr. Impatient." She pulled Nick with her as they moved up, surprised that the people in line behind them hadn't already yelled at them.

They bought their tickets and headed into the theater. As the movie began, Nick's mind was elsewhere, specifically on Sara's comment. What exactly did she mean when she said she didn't mind? Was she saying that she liked the kiss? Nick knew he sure did. He'd always wondered what it would be like to kiss her, and while he wished their first kiss had been under different circumstances, he wasn't complaining. It was better than he'd ever imagined it would be.

After the movie ended they decided to grab some dinner before shift.

"So what's the deal with Julia?" Sara asked when she noticed Nick was unusually quiet.

"We dated in college."

"I figured as much." She paused for a second before probing further. "What happened?"

"We broke up," he quipped.

Sara smirked at his smart ass answer. "Fine. If you don't want to talk about it just say so."

"There's nothing to talk about. We started dating, things didn't work out, so we stopped dating. No big deal," Nick casually replied with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Just another girl in a long line of many, huh?" Sara teased.

This time it was Nick who smirked.

Sara's only reply was a gap toothed grin. "Are you gonna eat that?" She used her fork to point at a cherry tomato on Nick's plate.

Without saying anything, Nick stabbed the tomato with his fork and shoved it in his mouth, chewed twice, and swallowed. He washed it down with a big gulp of water before looking at Sara. "Sorry, did you want that?" he flashed an innocent smile.