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nick/stella.
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Her honeyblondehair, her sensualcurves had this way of movingtwisting when she walked. And when she walked, she walked with certaineloquence.
That alone was too much for Nick to handle and he wasn't sure why. She made him feel sodifferentandsolostandsohelpless. And it was all too much for Nick to handle.
He found himself repeating his statements and forgetting that they were all previously said. It made him feel insane, and as if he had no control over his ownbody. Self control was out of the question, it no longer existed in his world.
Because she had honeyblondehair, and softsensualcurves, and because her eloquence was just so damncertain.
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He has this swag about himself. Swagthatmakesagirlcrazy. The way his legs bent with each step he took made her weakintheknees.
Stella was sure, seriouslypositive that she could control herself around him. Throw him off with the honeyblondehair and the softsensualcurves that she knew she had. And she pulled it off on the uphigh, but on the downlow, she hadnoideawhattofuckingdo. And it was allreallyinsanelyoverbearing.
She found herself forgetting to complete the hems on her designs and giving Joe and Kevin half done clothing. And all of Nick's clothing, overdone, over hemmed, always too much, way too perfect. An attention span limited to only Nick Lucas perfection, nothing else mattered.
Because he had that swag about himself, that swagthatmakesagirlcrazy, the way his legs bent with each and every step made her weakintheknees.
They were outofcontrol with no chance of changing.