Jess smiled at Nick as she shut the door. They headed back to their rooms. Nick looked oddly naked without his trench-coat. Jess said, "Well, I guess the old Nick is back, huh?"
Nick smiled, "Yeah, I'm gonna miss trench-coat Nick. He was pretty great."
"I might miss him."
They both laughed a little awkwardly and Nick cleared his throat saying, "I liked him. He had guts."
"It was a woman's coat. Good night, Nick," Jess smiled, patting Nick on the arm.
"Good night."
Jess turned around to join Sam in bed. She was tired and a bit irritated and confused by the earlier events. However, as soon as she took a step, she felt a hand on her arm from behind and she was suddenly spun back around to Nick. Before she could react, Nick grabbed her and kissed her. Full on the mouth. She put her hand on his shoulder, standing on her tiptoes. They turned heads, kissing, before he pulled away. He bent down once more and kissed her gently twice.
Jess looked up into his eyes, filled with conflicting emotions. He still held her close to him as he said, "I meant something like that."
Without further explanation, he removed her hands from his chest and walked into his room, slamming the door shut behind him. Jess stood in place, holding her cheek in shock. A thousand thoughts went through her mind.
Did Nick feel that way?
Did she feel that way?
Damn, what a great kisser he was.
What would Sam do?
Would she tell Sam?
Did this change things with Sam?
Did she want to have something with Nick?
Where the hell did this all come from?
Before any of these questions could be answered, Sam opened the door and Jess barely listened as Sam tossed her doll version of Nick out the door. As she climbed into bed, she couldn't help but remember Nick's lips on hers and how it made her feel. But she was too exhausted to think on it more before she fell asleep.