Judy looked at Nick. The two were sitting in a booth at the Nighthawk Diner. Judy was munching on some carrot cake while nick enjoyed his slice blueberry pie.
"So, how's the wedding planning coming," asked Nick, who had downed the last of his pie slice along with the end of his milk.
"Good. All we have to do is find the right table settings and a florist, and we'll be all finished," answered Judy. The two had been partners on the force for about a year, and 3 months ago, Nick had popped the question to Judy when they were on a date at a restaurant in Sahara Square. Since then, the two had been working on their wedding day whenever they got the chance.
"Alright Carrots, I'll pay the bill this time."
"About time, Nick. I was beginning to think you were broke again."
"Nah. I haven't been broke for 8 months now." With that, the two got up, Nick slipping some money into the checkbook to cover their meal. Judy left a few coins on the table to cover the tab, and the two left to head back to their apartment.
Ten minutes later…
"So, Nick, do you, uh, wanna, uh,… ya know?"
"Of course Carrots. Can I?"
"Sure hun." With a small exchange over, Nick savagely ripped off Judy's pants and tackled her onto their bed. He started licking her neck, making Judy giggle hysterically. Eventually, She got up, and brought Nick with her. The two shared a passionate kiss, before Judy backed up to the far wall. Looking down at her feet, a crimson blush spread across her cheeks. Nick, expecting to be scolded, was totally unprepared for Judy. She suddenly looked up, sprinted, and tackled him onto the bed. She kissed his forehead, making him smile. She sat up on him and pulled off his khaki pants giving her a lovely view of Nick's white boxers. Grinning, he pulled her top off and looked at her bra. Smart black. There came a knock at the door.
"Shit. Should we answer it?" asked Nick.
"Yeah. Let's get dressed first, though." Answered Judy.
"Give me a minute," called Judy. Quickly throwing on her leggings and shirt, she walked to the door as Nick hastily put on his clothes. She opened the door. it was 3 pm