New Chapter time…so I won't lie…we're getting a bit silly and tipsy in this one…but we all have to love a drunk Helen right? Hope you enjoy. For the girls, especially agrainne24 for beta-ing and alwayssmilingsam for pointing out my scrabble mistakes haha. xx

Chapter 2

'So…' Helen held two bottles in front of him. She gently swayed her hips knowing full well that she needn't tell him what the bottles were. Nikola knew her wine cellar back to front, but it meant that he was also well aware of the calibre of wine she was bringing into the situation.

Cocking his head Nikola couldn't help but smile, he leaned back in his seat before raising an eyebrow. 'Why Helen…planning something special?' Of course he was putting on something of a front. He was more that flattered to be down here in the first place. Pursing his lips his looked between the bottles again before finally speaking. 'How about we start with the '56…then see where the evening leads.'

Nodding Helen put the favoured bottle down on the table before replacing the second. She had no doubt that it would be cracked into later in the evening, but she wanted to at least pretend that the drinking would start sensibly. Putting two of her favourite glasses down she smiled before pouring two generous glasses.

The board was set and the tiles divided, as Helen bent down to place the glasses before filling them Nikola wasn't able to take his eyes from her. She hadn't dressed up for the occasion, but there was something truly glorious about the way all of her clothes clung to her body. He was sure that she couldn't make the simplest items look like a complete work of art. As she bent down the material of her top separated slightly, giving him the most fleeting glance of her cleavage. Leaning back in the seat Nikola couldn't help himself but smile, she truly was glorious.

Not wanting to be conventional Nikola had refused to relinquish the opportunity to go first, so they had eventually agreed to follow the rules and pick a tile. The resulting celebration from Helen had been slightly wine fuelled and most un-ladylike. However she was not fussed. She took her time deciding before placing down her first set of tiles. 'Room.' Helen knew she sounded much prouder than she deserved with a four letter word.

Nikola took much less time deciding what to put down, it was as though it was meant to be. 'Bedroom…' His voice was completely serious as he added the three letters, but the smirk on his face gave away his true feelings.

Helen rolled her eyes before taking a deep drink of wine, she nearly choked as she realised what the highest scoring word she had was. She took a moment to decide whether or not to place it. 'Oh bugger it…tension…' She placed the letters quickly trying not to laugh. Leaning back she drained her glass before refilling it and proceeding to top up Nikola's. Helen was well aware of where this was heading, she wasn't sure what worried her more. The idea of what was happening, or the fact that she wanted it to happen.

Nikola slowly nodded before leaning back at the same time as looking once more at his letters. He had a couple of options, but which way to go. Glancing up he could see Helen looking straight at him. He could see the slight pout of her lips, it was taking more restraint than he cared to admit not to simply kiss her there and then. Even if only to wipe the silly little pout from her face. 'Kiss…' He placed the three simple letter. 'No frills attached…' He found himself taking a deep breath, this was very quickly taking sexual tension to a whole new level.

Helen scrunched her nose. If she was sensible then she should call a stop to this now, and get herself out of what was quickly becoming a rather complicated situation, but she didn't. 'Touch' As she watched the word go down there was something inside of her starting to stir. She couldn't help but think that the letters were falling exactly the right way.

Oh God he wanted to touch her, he was sure he was pretty much dribbling at the thought of being able to touch even the smallest part of her. 'Nude…' He put the word down without much though, his mind was filled with the thought of Helen reclining on a chaise long. The limbs carefully arranged so the scene was tasteful, but her hair falling across her shoulder…and her eyes. The smouldering eyes looking through her made up eyes…looking at him…

'Taste…' She took another drink of wine, hoping that it was nullify some of the tension she was feeling inside. Calm the shake within herself, but while her mouth was filled with the deep liquid all she was thinking about was his mouth. How it would feel to have his beautiful mouth pressed against hers.

Nikola watched her eyes glaze over, and he was almost certain that they were thinking about the same thing. The idea of the two of them being together, that they would be close enough to touch…to taste. 'Seduce…' It was everything that he could think about, having her close enough to feel, to love…to satisfy the desperate want he felt inside.

'Passion…' She had other letters…there were only certain letters one could use 'x' for, but she wasn't ready to show that card, not quite yet. Besides by her calculations she was still a few points behind. No she wanted to be subtle, however the mention of the word made her splutter slightly on her wine as she glanced her eyes over the board. The words laid down were anything but subtle…but this was herself and Nikola…and she was a good way into demolishing a full bottle of rather lovely wine.

'Wish…' It was a deviation from the previous words, but it was an intentional one. All of the words meant nothing without a wish and a prayer. He wanted her…more than anything else in the world, but it had to work both ways. 'Maybe you should slow down with that?' He nodded towards her wine glass. She was nervous and her wine consumption was reflecting that, but he had known Helen long enough to know how flirtatious she became when she was drinking. The trouble was whether he could trust himself to reject her advances…shaking his head he straightened up. Of course he would be, he loved her too much to take advantage.

'Love…' She had placed the letters without even thinking about them. Her eyes focusing she let out a little gasp. 'Oh God I…' She went to move before slipping against the table, within a moment the scrabble board was on the table and quickly followed by the glasses. Looking up from the mess on the floor. She found his face close to hers, his hands were on her arms trying to get her up without letting her join the mess on the floor. 'Why Nikola…I appear to have compromised myself…' She cocked her head before moving forward to capture his lips. The touch was only fleeting before he pulled away, had she been sober then she would have been revolted by the pout on her lips, and the sound that left her lips.

'I think we know that this can't go any further my love…' What the hell was he doing. He had wanted this for so long, and yet when it was placed in front of him he couldn't bring himself to carry through with it. 'No matter how much I want to.' Making sure to hold her in place he used his free hand to move the loose hair away from her face. Carefully he lifted her to her feet and held her gently to make sure she didn't crash back down to the floor.

Helen was looking at him with a wine induced gaze. She knew that this would never have happened had she been sober, but she couldn't help but think that this might have been a good thing. While she would never have acted like this sober, it didn't mean that it wasn't what she wanted. 'Niko…' She used the pet name that only the two of them knew… 'Look at me Niko…' She watched as he took a deep breath before watching him open his eyes to look at her clearly. She wanted to laugh. 'No…I mean look at me darling.' She stepped away gently one step backwards before running her hands down her sides before gently kicking a hip to the side. 'For so long Nikola…all I've wanted…' She was drunk and it was slowing some of her actions, but she could hold her drink well enough to still be mainly in control.

This was becoming harder and harder for him to cope with. The most beautiful woman he had ever known was making pass after pass at him. Without thinking again he stepped forward wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. All the tension from the game and the drinking flowed between them, there were hands flying everywhere. When he found himself finally able to pull away he looked straight at her flushed face. 'If you still want this when you are sober my love…then you know where to find me…' He tipped his forehead against hers.

Helen gently nodded, she knew that he was right…but what would the morning bring?

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