AN: This is my first one-shot and I'd like to make something clear: I ship Naley 100%, therefore I do NOT ship Haley or Nathan with anyone else. But I also love AU stories and I came up with this one. You'll understand as soon as you read this. It's a Naley story, no matter what, so I hope you all like it! It's rated M for a reason so, be aware!
"I know you don't like it when I'm away, Haley. But please, honey, try to understand. It's my job." I heard Michael mutter. He would always say this before he went to LA for another one of his business trips...
"I know that. But you're my husband. You're supposed to be here for me and for your son. You're constantly away, Michael!" This talk was getting old. Not that I don't trust him or something, I know perfectly well that he actually goes there for work with him being one of my brother's assistants. But still, he was always away. Always!
"You know it kills me just as it kills you. I hate being away from you and Jamie…" he replied kissing me softly on the lips. He really was the best husband, but I didn't know how to explain it, but some part of me wanted so much more than that… I loved Michael, I didn't doubt that. But it seemed like we were living in Boredom Land instead of Tree Hill. I'm afraid we had fallen to this suffocating routine, everything was so expected. He would spend the entire week in LA, he would come home in the weekend and the three of us would stay at home watching movies and enjoying some time in the pool. The end. Was it my fault? What else did I need to do to get away from this boring life? I was insanely ill, I came up with that conclusion. Before we got married, we used to have so much fun: we actually spent time together, with our friends, we laughed a lot, flirted even more… Now that was all gone, even the flirting. And it was really pissing me off! I mean, I'm horny too from times to times… "Besides, you'll have a whole week to yourself. My mom is so excited to have the kid for an entire week." Great. No husband, no son… Oh, look at my broad, broad smile! Sometimes I wondered if I married a stranger.
Jamie's footsteps interrupted my thoughts that probably wouldn't make me the wife of the year…
"Bye, momma. I'll miss you!" he said tugging at my legs. I picked him up and hugged him with all my strengths. It was going to be so hard to spend an entire week without seeing him (and the fact that my mother-in-law was crazy didn't help matters).
"I'll miss you too!" I said before Michael took him from my arms and kissed me on the lips.
"It's time to go, man. Grandma's waiting! Bye, honey. I promise I'll be home soon." And with that, they left. You'll be home soon… Ok, I take back what I said: I didn't marry a stranger. I married a comedian… But maybe Jay Leno Jr. was right, maybe I should enjoy this whole week by myself. Relax from work, no cooking or laundry, just be wild for a week, be rebel, not to do anything I was expected to… And I could already hear Louis Armstrong's "Wonderful World" while picturing everything… Oh, no, wait… It was my phone ringing, 'Brooke' in the caller ID. Speaking of wild…
"Hello?" I answered.
"Tutor mom! We're so going out tonight!" she screamed making my ear itch. Automatically, I thought I can't. I'm married. I have to stay at home with my husband and my son. But then it hit me: there was no husband and no son this time. And maybe this is what I really needed, what I really wanted. And it was at a word distance. "Haley? Are you okay?"
"Yes." I quickly replied, certain of what I was doing.
"Good because I thought that for a moment you had collapsed." Brooke giggled.
"Yes. I'm fine and yes, we'll go out tonight."
"Oh no, no, no, no! You turn that thing off, Haley James Bennett!" Brooke yelled taking my phone away from me before we entered Tric. Really? How could she be so mean?
"I was talking to my child, Brooke!" I was about to slap her, it wasn't like I was talking to Michael or something. It was my son, my Jamie. Her godson!
"I know you love Jamie and so do I, but can you for once think about yourself and forget the world around you?" She was right… But how could I ignore I had a son and a husband? That was just impossible to me… "Just have fun for once in your life, Haley." Was she telling me I didn't have fun? Well, I'm so glad for being BFF's with miss state-the-obvious. She was right, I didn't have fun. And I was tired of that! Fun she wants? Fun she'll get.
"Let's go." I smirked to her and walked in, completely confident of myself... Oh, who am I kidding? No, I wasn't, but I always wanted to say this!
"That's what I'm talking about! And no more phone!" she told me pointing his index finger to me after giving me back my cell.
"You look totally hot, I knew I was right: that dress was made for you!" Brooke told me and I felt so happy. I had to confess: the dress suited me really well. Brooke had surprised me and gave it to me to wear it tonight. It's gorgeous: red, with no straps, falling smoothly through my legs and ending just by my knees. I actually felt hot and the feeling was great. Tonight I felt… wild.
As soon as we entered the club, we realized it was crowded, lots of people dancing, making out, flirting, drinking, some already drunk… "Oh my God, how do I look?" Brooke looked at me passing her hand through her hair.
"You look great, why?" I asked her giggling, that girl could be such a bipolar… "Nine o'clock, that hot guy is totally checking me out!" I discretely turned my head and confirmed what Brooke had just said. Some blonde guy was looking intently at her. He was cute and I knew Brooke was gone. She'd always loved blondes and this guy looked just like her prototype. I preferred brunettes with clear eyes preferably… Which was weird because Michael wasn't exactly brunette… And he sure hadn't light eyes! Whatever, what am I talking about? Great! Lonely, horny, pissed and now I also ranted about guys! Just great.
"Where are you going?" I asked Brooke, grabbing her by the arm when I saw her walking away from me and towards the guy. She looked shocked.
"What do you think? I'm going to hook up with him! I feel like tonight I'll have some hot and wild sex!"
"What about me?"
"Urgh… Okay, I'll ask him if he's willing for a threesome…" HUH?
"Brooke, I'm serious: what about me? Are you leaving me here alone?" how could she? I was lonely enough!
"Hales, I love you but the guy has a certain part of anatomy that you don't…" seriously? That girl just thought about sex! Says the horny girl… "Haley, you're a grown up girl, you know how to take care of yourself. It's easy: just have fun." And she's gone. Relax, Haley. You're a grown up girl. And you're also married… I looked around and already knew this was going to be a night of torture, I was already feeling the boredom in the air. What exactly could a married girl do in a bar? Watch couples making out? Crossed, way too horny for that. Flirting with bartenders? Crossed, married woman here. Checking out hot guys? Crossed, see previous situation. Getting drunk?... Now that's a possibility. And I didn't think twice, I walked towards the bar, sit and asked for a beer. And that's when I noticed it: right by the corner of my eye, I caught him: in one of the corners of the room, there was a man with his gaze fixed on me. I slowly turned my head in his direction and I suddenly felt my breath become erratic. This man was gorgeous! His muscles were completely exposed by the black t-shirt he was wearing, his delicious biceps almost tearing the black material. I knew I was checking him out but I couldn't keep my eyes away from him. He was handsome, just handsome. And his face… His face was beautiful… Those piercing blue eyes looking directly at me, taking in my whole body. Usually, I'd be pissed with some other man checking me out, but with this one, I couldn't help but having a smile on my lips. I tried to ignore the thoughts in my head and think about Michael. My HUSBAND. With a lot of effort I fixed my eyes in my beer, examining it. And just when I thought I managed to distract myself from the hottie, I felt it. The gorgeous man sat right by my side. Oh God... He smelled so good, he had picked a wonderful cologne... I tried to avoid looking but I just couldn't help it and I quickly glanced at him. His powerful and muscled arms just inches away from me…
"What do you recommend me to drink?" his voice was so sexy, everything about that man was fascinating. Just with his little question I had shivers all over my body... Jeez, what he was doing to me! And yet, I was married, had a son and knew him from absolutely nowhere!
I tried to gain some strength to respond to him and just when I thought I wouldn't make it, the words plopped through my mouth, never looking at him.
"I don't know… Beer, maybe?" and with that I finally had the courage to turn my head to the side and look at him in the eyes. And I melted, oh so melted. He was so beautiful, I couldn't stop saying this but I swear I had never seen such a beautiful man in my entire life. His eyes were these two amazing pools, they were so deep, but so relaxing at the same time. His nose fit his face in a way I'd swear it wouldn't be possible; he had this cute little mark under his right eye and his jaw seemed so strong, so well defined that I imagined myself what I would do to him if I wasn't married… Wow! It's too hot in here! And staring adamantly at his lips was not helping, they looked so delicious, I bet they would feel great in… Stop! You're married!
When I stopped dreaming, I realized the man was smiling and looking at me.
"Oh sorry, I was talking to the barman. But thank you." How stupid am I? Of course he was talking to the barman and I had answered! Stupid! You're ridiculously desperate, Haley James Bennett! And then I looked at him again, totally embarrassed and he started laughing. Great! Now he was laughing at me, the needy girl!
"Sorry, I was joking. I was talking to you, I was just joking around…" he finally admitted and I was immediately relieved. After all, my instincts had been right, he had really wanted to talk to me. Yay! Why are you so excited?
"Oh thank God!" I said also laughing. "That would have been embarrassing…" way to go, Haley! Now you just need to tell him that you're horny too!
"Well, then I guess I have to joke around a little more, because that blush of yours is one of the most adorable things I've ever seen." How could he have noticed my blush? We have talked for a minute! My heart started beating so fast. This guy was openly flirting with me! But the worst thing was that I liked it! No, actually, I loved it! Nobody had flirted with me in ages and I didn't even remember how good it was. I was feeling so alive, I had the most gorgeous man in the world flirting with me! And suddenly I felt the adrenaline rushing through my body. "See? That one right there." He said resting his index finger on my cheek. Feeling his gentle touch sent me chills to all my body and I could feel the jolt of electricity. His finger was so smooth on my skin and I quickly realized I was starting to get turned on. Oh my God, this couldn't be happening. I wasn't like this; I wasn't a slut who cheated on her husband. No!
"Thanks." I said in the shyest tone I could. This had to stop, I had a husband who I loved. So, I decided to turn my head in the opposite direction and saw Brooke shoving her tongue down the blonde guy's throat. "Oohh… I so not needed to see this…" I said, the words spontaneously leaving my mouth. I noticed the guy had looked in their direction too and I had a perfect view of his ears. And just like any other part of his body, they made me want to do all kinds of things to him… Just stop!
"Looks like someone is having fun…" he stated while looking at Brooke and the guy. The way he'd said it made me giggle, he was right. They were having fun, that was for sure. And I want fun like that, too! "But I'm glad that Lucas is moving on." Lucas? So this guy knew the guy Brooke was with?
"Do you know him?" I asked and he looked at me once again. I died and went to heaven.
"Lucas? Yeah, he's my brother." Brother? That's just awesome! Brooke and I were both interested in two brothers. Huh, I mean, Brooke was interested in the hottie's brother. That's it… Brooke… With Lucas. Me… with… Michael. "He had some problems with a girl and he was having a tough time but now he seems to be moving on. And I'm happy for him." He stated and I could see how he loved his brother. And in that moment, I was afraid that Brooke was just using Lucas for one night.
"She's my best friend." I told the guy who looked at me surprised.
"Well, what a happy coincidence…" he chuckled, it was funny we both were close with the couple making out in the middle of the dance floor. But it was not so funny seeing it…
"Yeah, she saw him and left me here alone…" I said taking a sip of my beer.
"And your husband left you alone too?" aha! He noticed my wedding ring… And that just excited me even more, because he knew I was married when he flirted with me. Clearly, for this guy married girls weren't a problem. And I felt the adrenaline rushing even more intensely. "Unless you only have that wedding ring on as an aphrodisiac for other guys…" and the flirting was back and it was driving me insane! It was crazy the power this guy already had on me! And I just couldn't help it, I had to flirt back, I wanted to flirt back. I wanted some action!
"Why? Is it working?" I said while looking suggestively at him, making my own smirk. Smirk that he also made after hearing my answer.
"Definitely." His tone was husky and I almost climaxed just from hearing it. I wanted this guy, I knew it.
I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see blue…
Thank god my phone started ringing; otherwise I could have done some insane thing.
"Hey!" I said when I answered Michael's call.
"Hey, baby. I just wanted to know how you were." My husband was sweet.
"I'm great. I'm having a really good time. What about you?"
"I have tons of stuff to do. But where are you, anyways? I'm hearing music…"
"Yeah, I'm here in Tric with Brooke…"
"Sounds fun…"
"You know how Brooke Davis is fun so…"
"I bet. I called my mom and she says Jamie's loving staying there."
"I know, I called her too."
"Okay, so listen baby, I'm going to have a shower now and then I'll go to bed. I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay."
"Bye, I love you!"
"I love you, too." And I turned off the call. Jeez, what a difference. Comparing the boring talk I just had with Michael with the conversation I had with the hottie made me flinch. My life was boring and that man seemed to be showing me how to live again. And I was loving that. I looked at him and he was chuckling. Again. "What?" I asked him, I really wanted to know what I've done this time.
"I just don't know what's worse: the fact that you lied to your husband or the fact that you have Wonderful World as your ring tone…" he smirked at me once again and I knew he was just trying to get a rise out of me. I smacked him playfully on the arm (which felt absolutely amazing, they really were amazing arms and touching them was just a dream come true).
"Shut up! First of all, Wonderful World is a beautiful song! And second of all, why do you say I lied to my husband?" I asked him making my smirk once again, just doing the same thing he was doing.
"Well, the last time I checked, my name wasn't Brooke Davis…" okay, so what? I hadn't lied to Michael… I had come with Brooke, that was the truth. And I certainly wouldn't say to him: "hey, my husband. Yeah, I'm here flirting with a really hot guy that I feel really attracted to. But how are you?" But he wanted to play a game and I would play along…
"Well, it's not like I could tell him the truth, since I don't really know your name, right?" I asked him and almost like a reflex, I pulled my body closer to him.
"And does that mean you want to know my name?" damn it, there was that husky tone again that would kill me.
"Only if you want to give it to me." I replied in the same tone. He smirked and leaned towards me. What was he doing? Stop him, stop him! But his lips stopped at my ear and once again I felt the most amazing shivers of my life. His lips were barely touching me and I had this ridiculous reaction.
"Of course I want to give it to you." He whispered hotly in my ear and, for some reason, I felt like we weren't talking about giving names anymore… I was trembling so much that I had no reaction; I just kept staring at his lips that were now getting away from me.
Just when I was about to say something dumb, I felt two hands in my waist and a yell in my back: Brooke.
"Haley, can I talk to you for a second?" she asked, winking at Nathan, after saying a brief "Hey!". I got up while smiling at Nathan and got dragged by Brooke to one of the corners of the club.
"Haley, I'm going now and I'm taking the car, okay?" that girl was glowing, lucky her… But, wait, was she taking the car?
"But if you're taking the car, how am I supposed to go home, then?"
"Haley, you'll walk! Come on, I'm going to get laid, don't do this to me!" Brooke begged me and I knew she wasn't going to give up till I said it was okay. And I had done that walk tons of times, so it wasn't really a problem. The thing was that today I just didn't feel like walking… But everything for my best friend.
"Okay, I'll walk…"
"You're the best! By the way, what man is that? He's a God, Haley!" oh if she was right!
"Yeah, he's cute, but we were just talking…" I lied to Michael and now I lied to Brooke. Who am I right now?
"Of course you were just talking. You're married, it's not like you can flirt with the guy or something, right?" R…i…g…h…t. "I gotta go now, bye!"she then hugged me and took off. I was so envious of her… She was going to have sex. And I was… not.
I knew it was the best for me if I just took off, not saying anything to my own hottie. It was the right thing to do, the right thing to do. And when my brain was telling me to go away, my body started walking in the opposite direction, towards the bar. No! Stop! The exit is on the other side! Stop! And just in seconds I was sit in my chair once again, with him looking at me.
"So that was Brooke Davis?" he asked, never leaving the smirk out of his face.
"Herself." I laughed and this time it was his turn to approach his body to mine. Suddenly, I felt turned on again, after the little talk with Brooke. Is it wrong to want another guy to…? Of course it is! "So, you never told me your name…" I turned to him, taking another sip in my beer while playing with my hair. I was so flirting with him… And it seemed to be working, because he hadn't stopped smirking for a second. And that smirk of his was really something else, breathtaking. Then he leaned into me once again, my heart looking like a rollercoaster.
"Let me tell you then: one dance and you'll know my name." it seemed more than okay for me. Hell, I would dance with him even if he didn't tell me his name! I licked my lips and I noticed his stare at my tongue. He so wants me… It was getting really hot in here, the sexual tension was at its peak. And this time, I was the one leaning on him.
"And what makes you think that I'm that desperate to know your name?" I whispered softly in his ear and I felt his body tremble. Apparently, I was having on him the same effect that he was having on me.
"Because I know I'm desperate to know yours." He replied again with his husky tone and grabbed my hand. In that moment I just wanted to… Focus.
"One dance." I said and he pushed me off the chair and took me towards the dance floor. There, he gently placed his arms around my waist. Being that close to him was dangerous, I knew it. I almost moaned at the sensation.
"Is it okay if I put my hands in here?" he asked, looking concernedly at me. I was not expecting that, he had been flirting with me the entire night; I was not imagining him to be such a gentleman. I thought he was going to have his hands all over me, and I certainly wouldn't mind that, but I appreciated his gesture, to see if I was comfortable. That made me like him even more. In fact, I felt little butterflies in my stomach with his sweetness. But all this rambling and I still hadn't answered him. So I just nodded, his hands were just on my waist and I wanted them to stay there… or travel a little south too…
I gripped his shoulders and I could feel every single muscle. Oh my… I just wanted to caress them but that would be risky. But the best thing that was happening was not his hands on my waist or mine on his shoulders: everyone was dancing and shaking their bodies because the music asked so, but we were there; just resting on each other and dancing slowly with each other, appreciating the moment, like we were two newlyweds dancing together. Wow, I must not think about that again. Suddenly, I felt his forehead resting on mine and I looked at his piercing eyes that were a darker blue now. He smiled at me. It wasn't a smirk or a grin, it was a smile. A genuine smile. And I couldn't help but smile back. And those butterflies wouldn't stop flying around…
"You're beautiful." His eyes were looking intensely at me; I felt like my heart was about to explode. Well, some could tell he was just telling me a line to get on my pants, but I saw honesty in his eyes, he meant what he just said. Should I tell him he was beautiful, too? Because that was the first thing I noticed in him, but I just didn't feel right calling another man beautiful, so I just smiled at him, before the music finished. "Nathan Scott." He said taking his arms away from my waist and stretching his hand to me.
"Haley James." I said while grabbing his hand. His enormous hand that would feel wonderful squeezing my… "Bennett. Haley James Bennett." I realized just in time.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Haley." He stated, emphasizing the word 'pleasure' and almost killing me. Really, this is just a torture for a horny girl. Real torture.
"You too." I replied, noticing the flirting was back. But I now knew that what I felt for Nathan wasn't just physical or sexual attraction. There was something about him that I didn't know how to explain, I liked him. A lot. But life is unfair. I had made a choice 6 years ago. And I chose Michael to spend the rest of my life with. I chose to respect him, to have and to hold him, till the end of time. And even though I hadn't kiss Nathan or do anything with him, all the thoughts that passed through my mind the entire night, made me feel like a cheater. Like I've been unfaithful to Michael. It wasn't fair, he had been working like crazy for our family, for our son. Our son… How would he feel like one day when he was older and found out his mother had cheated on his father? This wasn't me, I couldn't do this. I had to stop it, and this time it was for good. "I'm sorry, I have to go." I told Nathan and as much as I liked him and wanted to stay with him, I turned my back and exited the club.
"Haley, wait! Haley!" I heard Nathan call when I was already outside. He grabbed my arm and made me look at him. "What happened?" he was concerned, I could tell that.
"I'm sorry, Nathan. But I can't do this. I'm married." I saw his face turning into a disappointed expression. He looked down at the floor for a second and then returned his gaze to me. God, I wanted to kiss him, so much…
"I understand. And I'm sorry for everything. It's just… I think you are an amazing woman, Haley. And I just can't help myself…" kiss me, kiss me… I was pleading him, hoping he would read my mind. "It wouldn't have been just about sex." He stated and my mind blew. Thinking about Nathan and I having sex was definitely NOT good when I was horny. I wish he wouldn't have said a thing. But at the same time, I was so happy with his statement. Of course the thought of having sex with him crossed my mind and obviously I'd never seen it just as sex.
"And what makes you think I would have had sex with you?" damn it girl! The guy is being honest and protective and you can't stop the flirting?
"Don't make me go there…" he was chuckling and he was right. I had given him more than obvious signs that I was willing to go down that road.
"I really have to go. Goodbye, Nathan."
"Wait, let me walk you to the car, then." He grabbed my arm once again and there they were: the shivers. I swear he was driving me crazy. I think that if I had had sex with him, I would have died.
"Huh… Actually, there's no car. I'm going to walk home." I was so killing Brooke for taking the car! Urgh!
"What? You're going to walk alone, by yourself, at 3 in the morning? You're crazy, Haley…" he stated that last part while laughing. "There's no way you'll do that, it's dangerous!" I had to get the hell away from him or I would end up not resisting him. He looked like that PLUS he was a sweetheart. He was just perfection: inside and out. How could I let that one go away? But I have to.
"It's not necessary, Nathan. Thank you, but-"
"But nothing… Do you have any idea how many psychos are there in Tree Hill? I'll take you home." He was already taking the keys out of his pocket. "Come on." He was right though. It was a bit dangerous. One time when I was walking home, for the exact same reason (Brooke had hooked up with some guy), some prick had tried to grab me but luckily, Jake and Peyton were in a near park, heard my screams and immediately came to my assistance. Jake had punched the idiot and he'd run away.
Now I felt safe with Nathan and we walked towards his car. He opened the passenger door for me while giving me another genuine smile. What a gentleman… He then entered the car and turned the ignition. The car smelled like strawberries. Even the car is perfect…
"Thank you. Brooke left with your brother and she took the car…"
"Well, that's probably my fault. Lucas asked me to take the car, but I told him no." so he was the one responsible for me being there, in his car. And that made me like him even more…
"You told him no?"
"Nah… It was more 'not a chance in hell, you prick!'" I laughed at his goofiness; he was so funny when he wanted.
"Oh… Wow. You seem like a great brother!" I told him, joking around and he just looked at me and smiled. God, that smile was going to be my death…
"So, where do you live?" he asked me, obviously. He had to know where to go. But somehow, I felt excited because he would know where I lived.
"Wickview Road." I replied before focusing my gaze in the little compartment near the gear of the car. Condoms. He had condoms in his car? Of course he has condoms in his car, because he's a man whore who hooks up with every single thing that walks and has boobs! That made me mad, really mad! After all, I'd been wrong about him. Probably he was only giving me a ride because he wants to fuck me and cares shit about me! I wanted to scream at him, wanted him to pull over! I mean, who is the freak that has condoms in his car and worse: who keeps them totally exposed for everyone to see? I must have been so mad that he noticed me looking at the condoms and guess what? He laughed! He didn't get embarrassed or anything, he just laughed and raised his eyebrows!
"You like that?" excuse me? What girl in this freaking planet likes to know that the man in whom she's interested has condoms in his car? "They smell great." WTF?
"Lucas recommended them for me. They did miracles with him…" Get me out of here right now! "You can take a look if you want…" sure! Analyzing condoms has always been my dream, thank you!
"No, thanks. I know what condoms look like…" I snapped bitterly at him. Was he lunatic or something? Well, judging by the look on his face right now, the answer is: yes! He was looking at me with a shocked expression and at the same time, he seemed like he was going to explode with laughter. And that's exactly what he did: never taking his hands of the wheel, he was laughing harder and harder, looking at me once in a while. "Well, it's great that you think your Don Juan techniques are awesome…" and he laughed even harder. Really? What was going on here? After calming himself a little more, he picked up one of the condoms and gave it to me, but I was so not going to grab that. "I will not grab your condoms, this is ridiculous!" he didn't say a word to me, because he was still laughing so he just insisted putting the thing in my hand. "Fine!" I shouted and then looked at the little metallic square I had in my hand. And that's when I read what was on it: "Strawberry Aromatizing: perfect for your car!" Oh. My. God. Kill me right now. What I thought was condoms was, in fact, aromatizing bags… In this moment, I hated the idiot who made the bags look like condoms! Oh my God, this is so embarrassing. And Nathan was still laughing at me!
"Did you seriously think those things were condoms?" wow, Nobel for you! "Haley, who is the freak that keeps condoms in his car exposed to everyone?" and he began laughing one more time. This time I couldn't help myself and started laughing with him, we both looked like crazy people who had just gone out of psychiatry.
We were having a blast, we just couldn't control ourselves and kept laughing and laughing and laughing. And it was only when a music started playing in the radio that we managed to stop.
"Shh. I love this music." Nathan stated, stopping his laughter. I immediately stop my own laugh and started listening to the song: Everything I do (I do it For You). He loved that song? It was a beautiful song and I liked it, too. I just didn't imagine Nathan being a fan of Bryan Adams. "I'm the biggest Bryan Adams fan." He admitted, almost like reading my mind.
"Really? I wouldn't say that. I'd say you were more of a rap fan…"
"I like rap too, but I just think no one can top Bryan Adams, that's all. The man is a genius and this song is fantastic." And again I felt my butterflies in my tummy. He could have pretended he loved rap and hard rock just to give that 'I´m a tough guy' look, but he just admitted, he showed me a part of who he really was.
I knew I was looking passionately at him and I didn't want to look at him in any other way; the urge to kiss him right now was such that I couldn't keep my eyes away from his lips. I wanted to taste him and to make wild love to him. And before I could continue with my thoughts, he parked the car just in the sidewalk of my house. "We're here." He said, unbuckling his belt. "I'll walk you to the door." Awaking from my dream, I unbuckled my belt and when I noticed, he was already outside opening me the door.
"Thanks." I quietly said before taking my keys of my purse while walking towards the front door.
"Your house is amazing." I heard Nathan saying while taking in the entire house. Well, I had to agree with him: my house was amazing, beautiful and I was huge. So huge that I actually was scared to spend the night alone in that immensity. "Aren't you scared to be alone in this mansion?" really, the entire night Nathan seemed like he had been reading my mind, it was incredible.
"Well, yeah, I am. But mostly because of the burglars…" I confessed, looking like a chicken. But what could I do? It was the truth… I looked at Nathan and he looked so concerned that all I wanted to do was to invite him to my bedroom and take me… to somewhere else.
"Then let's do this: I'll give you my phone number and if anything happens, just call me and I'll be right here." Was it possible to feel so attracted to someone that your heart couldn't take it? But had that been an excuse to exchange phone numbers? Well, he hadn't asked for mine so I'll take that as a no. He was just being the guy I loved: caring, sweet, handsome, beautiful, amazing body and soul. I took my cell phone out of my purse and gave it to him so he could save his number in there.
"Thank you. That's very sweet of you." I replied with this huge smile on my face. God, I hadn't smiled like that in a long time.
"Here you have. If anything happens, I'll be here in seconds." He gave me the phone back and winked at me. He was such a fox, oh my… "I loved tonight, Haley. Thank you for being so amazing." His eyes were shining so much that my turned on state couldn't take it much longer, I had to say goodbye now, otherwise…
"I loved it too. And thank you for the ride." Before I could say anything else, he approached me and placed a kiss in my forehead. God, god, god, god…
"Bye, Haley." He said grabbing my hand and placing a kiss in it. One forehead kiss and one hand kiss, this man was driving me wild. I had to get inside and take a cold shower, that was for sure.
"Goodnight, Nathan." And with that I opened my front, stepped inside and closed it. This was going to be a long night…
"Good morning, momma!" I heard Jamie's voice on the phone.
"Hey baby, how are you? Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah, grandma read me a story about a dolphin who gets sick but then there's a magic sardine in the ocean and she ills the dolphin. I liked it, but I like it better when you're the one reading to me…"
"Oh sweetie, momma will read you all the stories you want to when you come back, I promise. Just be nice to grandma, okay?"
"Okay, I will…"Jamie had never looked like Michael. I don't know how to explain it, but apart from the blood, he had absolutely nothing from his dad. Michael had dark hair and dark brown eyes and Jamie was blonde with blue eyes. Michael had always been a shy guy and Jamie was this little beasty boy who spoke with everything that walked.
"Alright, momma will call you later, okay? Behave. I love you."
"I love you too. Bye, momma!"
After talking to Jamie, I made my lunch (What is he going to have for lunch?) and decided I would spend my entire afternoon watching movies (what are his favourite movies?). I was going to relax and enjoy the time I had for myself (what does he like to do in his free time?). Plus, Brooke had gone to New York for some fashion event she'd been invited, so there was really nothing else I could do (but I could be with him).
I made some grilled chicken with potatoes, grabbed my plate, sat on the couch and started watching my movie marathon: 13 going on 30, Valentine's Day and Duplex.
It was already 7 PM in the afternoon when I finished watching all the movies. The day had been so hot that I didn't think twice: I went upstairs and put my black bikini on and my sunglasses on my forehead. After that, I grabbed my towel and just when I was about to go the pool, I heard the bell of the door. Who could it be?
I walked towards the door and when I opened it, my jaw dropped. Him. He was there. My handsome was here.
"Nathan… Hi!" I was speechless, I was not expecting him. "Come on in." I instantly offered. I looked at him and couldn't help but smirk. He was literally drooling over me. And in that moment I thanked God I had changed to my bikini. I loved my bikini, I had to admit that it made me look really good, with really good curves. And Nathan was in awe. And I loved it. I was so horny that I needed that, needed to see him admiring me. Well, the truth is that if Michael had been here, none of this would have happened. Finally, I saw him trying to focus and he was able to move his feet and come in.
"I'm sorry, I was about to come earlier but Lucas called me and I had some things to do. Anyways, you forgot this in my car, yesterday." He told me handing me my sweetest lotion. Now I understand why I hadn't find it this morning…
"Oh… I'm such a klutz… It must have fallen from the purse. Thank you!" I said giving him a smirk. Hell, I wanted flirting. I wanted to make out. I wanted everything. I wanted to forget I had a husband and a son.
"Are these your husband and your son?" damn him! Just when I was about to forget I'm a mother of family, he brings it up! He was looking at a frame we had in our hallway.
"Yeah, it was taken last year while we were on vacation." And that's when I had the most brilliant of the ideas… "Listen, I was about to take a swim. Do you want to join me?" Almost naked Nathan was everything I was wishing for in this moment. And it was all I'd been dreaming last night, well, in my dreams, he'd been completely naked… I don't know what had possessed me but I was feeling alive, I wanted adventure and I wanted Nathan. It was wrong, I know. But it was stronger than me… And he noticed how I've changed from last night, he noticed I was being the flirty Haley again, not the good wife Haley. And I noticed the sudden darkness that took his eyes. Oh yeah, the flirting Nathan was back too… And just to prove it, he approached me and leaned towards my ear, just like he'd done yesterday at the bar…
"Only if you want me to…" God! Even the husky tone was back! "But I'll have to swim naked, because I have no swimming shorts…" he sexily concluded and I swear I was about to moan just from picturing him swimming naked in my pool.
"I can borrow you some of Michael's…" I said, trying to gain some composure. It was wrong to give your husband's shorts to other man, plain wrong. But I just didn't care. I noticed then that Nathan's nose had rested in my bare neck, he wasn't doing anything but I could feel myself getting more and more turned on.
"So that's how he's called: Michael." Nathan mumbled, his warm breath in my neck and I was about to lost it. I was already starting to caress his back and I knew I needed some control.
"I'll look for them." I quickly said and ran towards the stairs. How I'd found strength to get away from him and climb the stairs I don't know. But I did it and was now frantically looking for some swimming shorts for Nathan. Nathan was so much bigger than Michael, probably his shorts would be too short for him, but there was nothing else I could do, so I grabbed some red ones that were in the closet and stepped down the stairs, only to find Nathan smirking at me.
"Did I tell you how hot you look in that bikini? How beautiful you are?" His large right hand began to caress my cheek and he pulled me in for a hug. I never felt so good in my life, his strong arms around me, squeezing me. I wanted him to do everything to me. "Thanks for the shorts." He then placed another kiss in my forehead. God, those forehead kisses of his would always paralyse me.
"I'll be waiting for you." I whispered in his ear, using the same husky tone he'd used and then walked outside to the pool.
I was so excited, I was horny like I'd never been before. I loved Michael, I really did. But it wasn't like I loved Nathan, so there was no problem if it meant anything, right? It was just me having fun, like he'd told me before he left to LA… And it wasn't like he needed to know, right? What the hell are you talking about? You're not a cheater, get your head out of your ass and behave like the woman with values and principles you are!
When I realized it, I was looking deeply at the water when I felt two arms around my waist, pulling me in. And then, splash! We both fell to the water.
"You jerk!" I shouted at him, splashing some water at his face. He just shook his head and put his feet on the ground, making his bare chest come to view. Wow! Oh. So. Wow. His chest was like… like… magnificent, delicious, overwhelming, budging in all the right places. And his wet hair was not helping either, I could feel myself grow wetter and it was not because I was inside a pool. I had to talk about something that would stop making me feel like this, if that was ever possible… "Is everything okay? You said Lucas called you and had to do some things…" I was now trying to look everywhere but his chest.
"Yeah, he had some problems and decided to choose his little bro to help him…" he answered swimming towards me until he reached me. I had my back to him and didn't dare to turn around, especially because he was now pulling away my wet hair from my neck.
"I thought you were the bigger brother…" I replied trying to ignore his talented fingertips.
"I am. But Lucas is older…" No. He did not just say that. Come on, horny girl here, I can't take comments like that. Now I wanted to see how big he was. Oh God… Was he that big? No, Haley, no! "Do you want me to show you?" YES! Show it to me, show it to me! My heart couldn't stop pounding for a second. I turned around, looked into his eyes and saw lust, adoration, desperation. I knew he wanted me as badly as I wanted him. And that was confirmed when he grabbed me and placed me against the wall of the pool. He was panting hard, his hands were caressing my waist at the same time they were grasping me and his forehead was rested against mine. "I'm sorry. But I can't take it anymore… I want you, Haley. I want you so much." And before I could say anything his lips were on mine. I was about to explode, my head was running miles a minute but after the first impact, all I could think about was Nathan and the way he was kissing me. I felt his tongue licking my lips, begging for entrance that I instantly granted. God, he was so talented, his tongue was doing me wonders. Oh gosh! When our tongues finally met and started to battle with each other, that was it for me, I moaned and moaned into his mouth and I ran my hands through his bare back, caressing his muscles. We were making out heavily, we were literally devouring each other and it felt so fucking amazing! How could he do this to me just from a kiss? Then air became an issue and we untangled our lips. When I looked at him, I found the most beautiful and broad smile I'd ever seen in my life. "God, Hales. Did you feel it too?" he said resting his forehead against mine once again and grabbing my head in his hands. Of course I felt it, that had been the most wonderful kiss of my entire life, I'd never felt something like that from a kiss. Never. And I felt guilty. Now it was official: I was a cheater.
"I… I… I'm sorry." And with that I got away from his embrace and got out of the pool, putting my towel over my body.
"Haley! Hales…" I heard Nathan behind me when I already was in the living room. He had got out of the pool and followed me. We were both soaking wet and dropping water everywhere in the living room, but I didn't care. Right now, that was the least of my preoccupations. How could I have done that? That kiss confused me so much. I knew I loved Michael and I knew I didn't love Nathan but if so, then why have I felt what I felt when Nathan kissed me? Why have I felt something that Michael's kisses never made me feel before? "Haley!" Nathan was now in front of me, still soaking wet and I must admit resisting him when he looked like that was not going to be easy… "Please don't deny it! I know you felt it, too."
"Nathan…"
"He's your husband, Haley! But does he kiss you like this?" and he kissed me once again and this time he took the towel that was over my body. His tongue touching every single part of my mouth and making me crazy. "Does he touch you like this?" I felt his hands resting on my boobs and caressing them, pinching my nipples through the soft material. That was it, I had to fuck him. I wanted him to fuck me.
"God, Nathan!" Just when I screamed, he picked me up and rested me against the wall. I was about to swear he has a thing for walls… He then started kissing my neck and sucking in my pulse point. "Hmmm, Nathan!"
"Does he mark you like this?" he continued sucking me and his mouth was feeling so good that I didn't even bother that he was going to leave a mark. Scarfs existed for something… I then felt his hands going down my body, through my tights.
"Oh, babe, that feels so good!" I just called him babe and I wanted to, he deserved by the things he was making me feel. And I felt walk him away from me. Where did he think he was going?
"Is he big like this?" and he pushed his shorts to the floor and his cock sprang freely in the air. I was about to die, I swear I was. All my life, I've ever seen Michael's cock but Nathan was so much bigger than him. I was really scared just looking at him, how would that fit inside me? I couldn't keep my eyes away from his erection; it looked so amazing, so strong, so good. He walked towards me again and he started to undress my bikini from me; my breasts at the level of his eyes due to the way he'd lifted me up. The feeling of his mouth and tongue eating my boobs combined with his cock grinding at my centre almost made me climax. "You're so fucking good, Hales. So fucking beautiful. And you taste amazing. Amazing!" He then removed my panties and plunged two fingers inside of me making moan like there was no tomorrow. "You're so wet, baby."
"Oh, babe, yes!"
"Are you sure?" he asked my permission and that little detail turned me on even more if that was possible. He was always concerned.
"Yeah. I want you, Nathan." I replied huskily and before I knew, he plunged inside of me, my mouth immediately turning into a big O. "Oh! Oh! God, you feel so good!" he relaxed a bit to give me some time to adapt myself to his greatness. Never in my life have I felt such a huge cock, Jesus that seemed never to end! With my legs wrapped around his waist, I gave him a gentle slap in his butt cheeks so that he would know I wanted more. He then started moving in and out of me, making me feel all kinds of pleasure, hitting on spots I didn't even know they existed. "Yes, Nathan, oh yeah! Fuck me, babe!" he would change angles and I was about to collapse, I couldn't take so much pleasure. "Yes, right there. I love how your cock is fucking me, Nathan!"
"Does he make you feel like this?" he started plunging even harder and I could already feel my orgasm begin to form.
"Don't talk about him! OH!" Michael was the least person I wanted to think right now.
"Answer! Does he make you feel like this? Does he fuck you like this?" I was almost there, the way he was fucking me really was an out of body experience. Jesus! Did he want an answer? The true answer?
"No! Never! Oh, Nathan, Nathan!" with my answer he started licking my breasts once again, while fucking me even harder. And that was all it took for my orgasm wash over me.
"OH! NATHAN! YES!" I screamed so loud that I wasn't sure if my lungs could take it. And I thought sex with Michael was good… This... This was being the most amazing and pleasurable experience of my life… I had been so horny and now my thirst for sex was finally gone… Well, at least for now.
"Does he make you scream like this?" Nathan asked me once more, he was about to come, I could feel it. And I gave him my answer, telling him, Michael had never made me scream like he just did. With that, he came, screaming my name and rolling his eyes giving in to the pleasure. Nathan Scott was a sex God.
We were both panting hard, soaked wet and naked in my living room. Several minutes later, Nathan pushed me down to the floor and I grabbed my towel to cover myself. We both couldn't take our hands out of each other. What we had just felt was beyond any possible explanation.
"You're so amazing, Haley. This was the best sex of my life. And, trust me, I've had a lot of sex." He told me while hugging me. I felt just like him, I wanted to tell him how great he made me feel, how amazing it was, but I couldn't wash away the fact I had cheated on my husband and, in certain way, on my own son. I felt like I was the worst person of the world. I was horrible. How could have I have been so careless? In that moment, I started crying. "Hey, what's wrong?" I saw how he was concerned about me, as usual. I didn't want to tell me what we've done was just a mistake. And a part of me didn't feel it like that, but the other part...
"I'm sorry, Nathan. I think you need to go."
"So was it just sex to you?" he had this look on his eye that I never saw, he looked hurt and I felt even more terrible.
"Yes!... No!...I don't know!"
"It was always there, Haley."
"I know. But I'm married. I can't... I'm sorry."
"One day, that'll change, Haley. And I'll be here."
And here I was: alone and feeling like a slut. I had wanted to seduce him, to fuck him, have his cock plunging inside of me, riding me and making him scream my name in a night of wild, wild and atrocious sex. And I had it. But in a way, I felt like I've lost even more.
AN 2: So, here it is. I know the ending is abrupt but that has a reason: I'm willing to write a sequel. If you guys want it too, please tell me in the reviews. Give me some love, I never wrote such a long story! Thank you all! =)