A/N: I figured that I don't have enough fics that I need to continue (insert sarcastic tone here), so here's a Lipstick Jungle fic that will be ongoing, as if it is another season we never got to see. It sucks that there were only two seasons, because we never got to see Wendy and Shane with each other again, we never got to see Victory and Joe's wedding, and, most importantly in my opinion, we never got to see where Nico and Kirby went from the moment Kirby said that he wanted to be with Nico. So, I am here to fix that. I do not own Lipstick Jungle (the book or the show), nor do I own the characters. Enjoy!

Nico Reilly felt the corners of her mouth curve upwards upon hearing the words that spilled ever so eloquently from Kirby Atwood's lips. It felt almost unreal, as if she were dreaming. Her heart lifted and soared on cloud nine as she took a few steps toward him. Yet, when she got closer, she was still unsure of herself, and she was unsure whether or not he was being serious. Why she thought that, she would never know. Kirby could see the hesitation in her eyes and offered a genuine grin. His arms began to snake around her as he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. Just then, Nico's phone rang, and she grumbled to herself in annoyance. Why was it that every time she got her moment with him, someone had to call her? Kirby watched her whip out her phone to check the screen, and her face washed with guilt within seconds. He peered down to catch a glimpse of the screen, and he immediately understood why.

"It's Griffin," Nico sighed reluctantly. She hesitated to press the decline button, but managed to do so, and she lifted her gaze to meet with his. The guilt in her eyes was evident, as well as the tears that began to prick. What the hell is wrong with you, Nico? She scolded herself. It then occurred to her that someone was watching this happen to her, and she blushed with humiliation, knowing his gaze was fixed on her. "I'm sorry," she tried to laugh it off. "I have no idea why I'm like this."

Kirby brought her close to him, brushing a stray lock of her golden hair from her face. "Hey, don't apologize. It's okay." He then lifted her chin so he could look her in the eyes directly while he smiled. "It's okay."

Despite his efforts to comfort her, Nico couldn't keep herself together, not even for a minute it seemed. Her eyes filled with tears as she threw her arms around him and buried her face in his chest, crying. This took Kirby by surprise, but he held onto her, rubbing her back supportively. Nico gasped for breath between her sobs, and managed to get words out of her. "I'm sorry," she cried yet again. "I'm sorry that things ended the way they did. I'm sorry I wasn't always there for you. But I was serious when I said you were the best thing that happened to me, okay? You are the greatest thing that has ever come into my life, you hear me?" Kirby's lips curved into a small grin at her words, and he opened his mouth to speak. Before he could even get a single syllable out, she spoke again, "I love you, Kirby. Okay? I love you."

His smile grew, and he tightened his hug around her. Those words sounded like music to his ears, and for the longest time, he never thought he'd hear them from her again. He stood there for a moment in silence, which made Nico look up at him with her glassy green eyes. She was worried for a second until she saw how big his smile was. The space between them slowly began to close as he leaned in, inch by inch. They both chuckled slightly until Kirby finally closed off the remaining space between them, pressing his lips against hers. Nico felt her knees go limp by his touch almost instantly, just as they always did. It was always a blissful feeling, and it had been there since the moment she and Kirby met for the first time. Nico wouldn't forget that night, and she knew that she wouldn't be standing there kissing him with her heart soaring with her joy if it hadn't happened. Despite the rollercoaster that happened thereafter, from the sexual harassment case, to the full-blown affair, to everything that happened with Charles, Megan, Charlie, and everything else, Nico was glad she had Kirby again.

When they pulled away from each other, both of their faces were brightened with wide grins. Nico's eyes fluttered heavily, her lips tingling from his. Kirby chuckled, searching her face all over. "I love you, too, Nico," he murmured, lifting a hand to stroke her face gently. "And I never stopped, either." A silence came over them for a moment as they remained in each other's embrace. Nico leaned her head on his shoulder while he rocked her some, and Kirby rested his own head against hers. Then, he snickered some, and Nico looked up at him again.

"What's so funny?" she smirked.

"Nothing," he said fake-innocently, a smug grin plastered on his face. "It's just that hearing you talk about us on national television kinda made me proud."

Nico rolled her eyes with a laugh on her lips. "Oh, really? Why's that?"

"Because I knew you were being honest since it was unplanned. It made me realize that letting you go was one of the dumbest things I've ever done. And I mean it when I say that you're the one I want to be with, okay?"

Nico nodded gladly. "Okay." To support her answer, she captured his lips, smiling behind the kiss. Kirby deepened the kiss, unable to contain himself. Nico didn't even think about stopping him at all, either; she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him in closer, prompting him to keep kissing her. A moan managed to escape from her, a sound familiar to Kirby. Finally, they parted, only to go back to leaning against each other in a tight embrace, their foreheads touching. The grins never left their faces, and neither of them had been that ecstatic in a very long time.

"I missed this," Kirby's voice was smooth as he spoke.

"Me, too," Nico sighed heavenly. "More than anything." She then yawned, and she turned her head away to try and hide it, but to no avail. Kirby stifled a laugh, only to cut short when Nico eyed him.

"Someone's exhausted," he winked. "Long day, huh?"

At first, she opened her mouth to argue, but she instead sighed in defeat, knowing there was no point. Kirby was right; she was exhausted. She nodded slowly, another yawn overtaking her. "Yeah," she said. "Pretty eventful, for sure, with the TV spot and Vic's engagement party—"

"—Wait," Kirby interrupted. "Victory's engagement party? Is that why her parents were here from Ohio?"

"Yeah," Nico replied. "It's pretty exciting for her. I'm happy for her and Joe."

"When's the wedding?" Kirby asked.

"Most likely in May. I'm sure Vic will have details soon." Her green eyes darted up to meet his. "I'm going to convince Joe to choose you as the man of honor."

"Why me?" he questioned, though he liked the idea.

"Because as the maid of honor, I get to walk with the man of honor," her expression was almost seducing and smug. "Since Wendy's the matron of honor, she'll walk with the best man."

"I'm confused now," Kirby laughed some. "But I'll get used to it. As long as I'm with you, I'll be alright."

Nico giggled and gave him a quick kiss. "Good," she said. "Now, I should get going, I'm exhausted, and I have to work tomorrow." She turned away from him to head out, but Kirby's light tug on her wrist pulled her back. "Kirby, come on, I gotta go."

"Not without me," he smirked. "I'm coming with you."

"Well, then come on," she smiled, and she led him out of his apartment once he got his keys and she got her purse. Without much thought, Kirby took hold of her hand as they walked down the hallway of his apartment complex. The corner of Nico's mouth tugged upward gently. She had been nervous to hold Griffin's hand, but Kirby's she wouldn't hesitate. She knew that the relationship with Griffin wouldn't last; she felt it from minute one. It was Kirby she had wanted to be with the whole time, and she was proud to know that.

When they reached Nico's apartment, the first thing Nico did was head for the bedroom to rid herself of everything except her underwear and bra. Kirby did the same, leaving on his boxers, and by the time he glanced over at the bed, he found Nico already in it, curled up under the covers. He smirked and joined her, slipping beneath the comforter and situating himself against her. His arms draped over her, keeping her warm. Nico smiled to herself, and she craned her neck as she felt him place his lips on her nape. Her eyelids began to grow heavy with sleep, and they fluttered. With one last kiss, on her shoulder this time, Kirby went still as sleep quickly came to him, and Nico wasn't far behind him. As she drifted off into sleep, a smile remained on her face. At last she had what she wanted, and Kirby did, too. Right before she fell asleep, Nico made a promise to herself…

She would never let him go.