AN- I know I am a terrible, terrible person for not updating in forever. I have no excuse since I mostly had this part done; I realized I was too lazy to finish it. But I hoped that maybe, just maybe, this will make it up to you all. So remember, the Nathan and Haley from the last part is not the Nathan and Haley in this installment. I hope you all like this and I will promise that I will attempt to finish this in a timely fashion. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the title of the chapter as it is a song by Nelly, which also means that I do not own the lyrics in the beginning, those also belong to Nelly. I do not own One Tree Hill either.
Fireman:
It's Getting Hot in Here
It's getting hot in here
So take off all your clothes.
I am getting so hot,
I wanna take my clothes off.
The loud music blared from the large speakers, the bass thumping, reverberating throughout the smoky club. The place was packed with bodies grinding so tightly together leaving barely any room to move. In the back of the club there were dark, secluded booths, a false sense of privacy but clearly, the people using them were too occupied to care. Along the far right wall there was the bar, surrounded with the party goers for the night.
Nathan Scott stood at the bar, beer in one hand, the other in his jeans pocket. He stood stoically against the bar, his eyes searching the club. Ever since he was sixteen he had loved the night life, hell, he was the night life. But now, at twenty-five, he had outgrown the club scene. He hadn't even wanted to come tonight and he wouldn't have either, but it was one of his fellow firefighters, Geoff, twenty-first birthday. Nathan remembered when he had turned twenty-one, and it wasn't all it was played up to be. The appeal of drinking wasn't as strong now that he was legally allowed. But this clearly was not the case for Geoff; the appeal of alcohol was going and staying strong.
Nathan held back the disinterested and scornful glare as the umpteenth unknown woman walked by, sauntered by and stared unabashedly at him. He had long since grown out of the meaningless sex phase too. Not to say that he didn't enjoy sex, because he did. Sex was one of Nathan Scott's pastimes. He just felt that it should mean something now. And even though he was still young, he also felt that his relationships should mean something. He felt that he needed to start getting serious. But that was most certainly not going to happen in an overcrowded club.
"Nate, man! You have got to see this." Geoff came stumbling, slurring and loud. He was clearly enjoying his twenty first birthday.
"See what man?" Nathan held back a smirk. Geoff's eyes had been glazed over practically since they walked through the doors and Nathan knew from past experiences that tomorrow would not be fun for Geoff.
"These two chicks Nate! They went all Coyote Ugly or Sin City or some shit like that!" Geoff, in his drunken stupor, clumsily led Nathan over to the opposite side of the club where Nathan could tell he would not appreciate the swarm of bodies around him.
Nathan reluctantly followed Geoff, chuckling every so often when Geoff would trip over imaginary objects. He really hadn't listened when Geoff had been speaking earlier so he was clueless in what he had gotten himself into. As the two guys edged forward into the front of the crowd, loud cheering and clapping, no doubt from Geoff's party could be heard.
"Here it is man." Geoff looked up at the two girls, wild eyed and ready for a cold shower, apparent to everyone. It was almost as if Geoff had never seen two scantily clad, "friendly" girls before.
Nathan looked at the two girls. Both with over done blonde hair, big breasts and insane amount of makeup. They were the kinds of girls who frequented places like this. He shook his head at the immaturity and shallowness of bar dancing. When Geoff looked over at him, though, he put on a fake smile and gave Geoff a pat on the back. No need to ruin the boys' fun. Besides, he was done with this anyways.
The dark, empty streets of Tree Hill, North Carolina were illuminated slightly by the street lights placed every few blocks, it didn't help, though, that half of them were burnt out. The shadows fell more darkly than normal and created obscure shapes on the deserted buildings along the street. The stars and moon were bright, providing natural light and much like every other night in Tree Hill the air was cool and refreshing. The start of November was nearing and the leaves that had begun to fall from the trees lay scattered along the sidewalks and roads, crunching every time a step was made upon them.
Haley James dressed in faded jeans and her oldest brother's sweatshirt, walked down the empty sidewalk leading away from Karen's Café. Most people her age were out partying and getting drunk but Haley had opted for working an extra shift. She never knew when the extra money would come in handy. At twenty three years old she had already made a name for herself by writing for Tree Hills Local Newspaper and was financially stable. But Karen, the owner of the café, was like her second mother and she was always willing to spend time with her. Even if it meant picking up an extra shift. Haley had grown up as best friends with Karen's son Lucas and the amount of time she spent with them had made her a part of the small family. And anyways, hard work had always been more of her thing than partying. She walked to the end of the street and stood against the Tree Hill Public Transit sign that was underneath one of the rarely working streetlights. She may have been in a good place financially but living in Tree Hill gave her no reason to buy a car at the moment. Every amenity in Tree Hill was accessible by walking.
The dark street was suddenly illuminated by the fluorescent headlights of the bus. The bus came to a stop and the doors hissed as they swung outwards, allowing her to climb up the small set of stairs. She made her way down the middle aisle of the bus and sat tiredly into the first empty seat she spotted. The doors closed once again and the bus moved forward and continued its scheduled route.
Haley sat huddled against the window and looked out at the passing buildings. She couldn't remember the last time she had taken the time for herself and tonight was no exception. Helping people was a second nature to her and when Karen had called, completely swamped, there was no way that Haley could sit back and do nothing. But she promised herself, one of these days she would take the time for herself and catch up on her much needed sleep.
The bus slowed to a stop and most of the passengers on the bus stood up to get off, leaving only Haley and a few other late night travelers. There was only one more bus stop before her own and she was grateful. Working at the café all day had drained her energy and she hadn't realized how much of that energy she had lost until now.
Haley resumed her previous position of staring out the window and felt no reason to curb her eye roll when she saw a group of drunken men stumbling towards the local fire department. She let out a small scoff of disgust. Seeing this completely inappropriate display gave her all the more reason to be ever careful around fire. She wouldn't trust them to save her from a burning building considering they would ignite the flames more with the alcohol they had so clearly over consumed.
Haley took another look around the bus and realized that she was the only person left on the bus. When the bus slowed to a stop once more, she walked as quickly as her body would allow her and gave a polite smile to the weary driver before stepping off the steps and continuing on her way home.
As Haley finished her short walk from the bus stop to her apartment she heard loud, boisterous laughter and yelling and when she got closer she could conclude that these were the drunken firemen she had seen earlier. It was just her luck that she had to walk right by them. But maybe since they were involved in a civil service they would hold off on any immature remarks.
"Yeah, right," She thought. "They're drunk and in a group, the comments are definitely coming." Haley quickened her pace, hoping and praying that they would leave her alone. She hoped they would just ignore her. But clearly tonight was not tonight.
"Damn! You know how hot you are? You're smoking! It's a good thing I'm a fireman. Otherwise you might be to hot to handle. Why don't you come over here and I'll help you put out that fire."
Haley ignored the men as well as she could but when one man grabbed her ass, taking the joke too far, she turned around, ready to make it very clear the jackass that he had crossed a line. But before she could even open her mouth, a deep voice beat her to it.
"Tim, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Nathan had left the bar earlier than the rest of the guys but instead of falling asleep he waited for the others to get back. He had almost been ready to go inside when he heard Tim yell out a terrible attempt at a pick-up line. Tim was such a loser sometimes, so his lame attempt didn't surprise Nathan. But Nathan had been momentarily stunned to see Tim reach out and grab some girls ass, stunned quickly turned to pissed.
"Get your god damn hands off of her!" Nathan was furious. He always knew that Tim was a bit slow and perverted but he didn't think that Tim would take it as far as sexually harassing someone. "You better explain yourself Tim."
"I didn't mean anything by it. I was just joking around, trying to have some fun." Tim had been trashed when he reached out and grabbed at the girl but as soon as he heard the rage in Nathan's voice, he felt himself instantly start to sober up.
"Well it wasn't funny Tim. You don't do shit like that Tim and if I ever hear you did something like that again I'll kick your ass." Nathan threw one last hard glare at Tim before turning and focusing on the small woman in front of him.
"Are you okay?" Nathan figured he might as well cut to the chase, no point in making excuses for Tim and pissing her off even more. "Tim is an idiot and I'm sorry about what he did."
"I'm fine, I think. But thanks for asking and for yelling at your…friend. I appreciate it." Haley smiled gratefully at him and he noticed just how pretty she was. As much of a girl he felt like while thinking it, he couldn't help but notice how brown her eyes were and he felt as if he could get lost in them. But he needed to snap out of this. She had just been harassed by his friend, no way was she up to being charmed.
"It wasn't really a big deal. But you're welcome. But I think you might have scared Tim more if you had yelled at him instead of me."
"Probably. I might be little but I can kick ass when I want to. I can get mean." She let out a small giggle, betraying her 'mean-ness' but looking damn cute while doing so.
"Do you live far from here? It might not be a good idea for you to walk home by yourself."
"My apartment isn't too far. Another two blocks or so. I'll be fine."
"I'm going to walk home with you. It might not be that far and it is Tree Hill but I'm not letting you go by yourself after what just happened." Nathan could see she was about to protest so he started talking again. "Come on, I know you don't want anything to happen and if I walk with you then nothing can happen."
Haley still looked hesitant; even if this guy had literally saved her ass there was no way she wanted him to know where she lived. She looked back at him once more and Nathan could see her resolve cracking.
"Look, it's not even so much about you as it is about me. You may not want someone to walk you home but I would feel better if I knew that you got home safely." Nathan knew he had her when she let out a long sigh. She looked up at him through her thick lashes and he saw the moment she gave in.
"Fine, but only because you are annoying me and the sooner I can get away from you the better." Haley smiled at him and he could see that was just joking. Haley had no reason not to trust this guy and plus, he was pretty cute…okay a lot cute.
The two walked slowly sown the sidewalk, side by side. Every so often their hands would brush against each others and as quickly as it came, they would pull apart and mumble their apologies.
"So where are you coming from this late?" They had been walking in silence save for the awkward apologies and as a last resort he asked the one question that would only make him seem like a stalker. He inwardly groaned at his own stupidity.
"I was working a late shift." Haley answered his question offering as little information as possible without coming off as rude. Normally she would have been more open but being groped by a drunken fireman could leave a person slightly suspicious. Nathan nodded his head, accepting her vague answer.
"Well, this is me." She pointed up at the moderately new apartment complex and smiled her tanks before actually voicing them. "Thanks for walking me home." Haley turned around, about to go inside when she suddenly turned to face him again. She stared at him for a long moment never breaking eye contact as she took a pen from her sweatshirt pocket. Haley reached for his hand and flipped it over, palm up and in her neat, straight handwriting wrote a series of numbers. He watched as she wrote and he guessed the numbers to be her telephone number. She capped the pen and put it back into her sweatshirt. Once again she turned to go inside and again turned to face him. It seemed as if she were making a habit about it.
"Haley, my name is Haley." She turned the doorknob to let herself into the main building and was almost inside when she heard a voice behind her.
"Nathan and you can be expecting my call."
Haley, her name was Haley…last name? Well he had no clue. But at least he had gotten her first name and what he hoped was her real phone number and not the 'Rejection Hotline.' That would be completely embarrassing.
After Nathan had walked back from Haley's apartment he had gone to his bunk at the fire department and tried as hard as he could to fall asleep. But he just couldn't He kept thinking about Haley and he didn't think he would stop thinking about her anytime soon.
Two blocks away from the fire department Haley was having the same trouble with sleep. All she could focus on was Nathan. He didn't have to walk her home but he cared enough to do so and he cared enough to want her to be safe. That one small act of chivalry had gained him major points with her. At least there was one good man left out there. Unlike her jerk of an ex who had found insulting her a constant source of amusement. But Haley didn't need to think about him. She switched her mind back to Nathan and without reason she smiled. As Haley finally felt the pulls of sleep, she drifted off thinking of when Nathan was going to call.
Nathan let out a breath, hands on his knees. He took a long drink from his water bottle and sat down on the cool concrete steps of the building. He had just finished his three mile run and earlier than usual due to the fact that he tossed and turned all night thinking of Haley. It was only seven thirty when he had given up on sleep and left for his run.
During his run he managed to convince himself that calling Haley would be a good idea. But somehow while he was running and his mind was wandering, he had found himself outside of Haley's apartment. Now as he sat on the front steps, he only hoped she wouldn't freak out when she saw him there.
Just as Nathan was getting ready to leave he heard footsteps coming down the inside stairs. He waited, breathing out a sigh of relief when Haley pushed through the wooden double doors. Her small frame struggled to swing the heavy door outwards and Nathan rushed forward to help her. Haley looked up from her battle with the door when she felt the weight decrease and smile up at him.
"Thanks Nathan, I really hate that…Nathan? What are you doing here?" Haley had known it was Nathan the moment she looked up but at first her mind did not make the connection."
Nathan looked at her for a second, judging her reaction and when he felt for sure that she did not think of him as a stalker, he answered. "Well, I am actually here to see you." Nathan gave her a charming smile, silently praising himself when a light blush rose on her cheeks.
"Well, you see me. So what's up?" As she spoke, Nathan took the opportunity to actually look at her. Her long wavy, golden hair was pulled back into a ponytail, her jeans were faded and the plain blue shirt she was wearing looked anything but fancy. But damn if she didn't pull it off well.
"I was running earlier and I thought I would stop by and see you." He smiled again and watched as she looked him over. He knew his hair wasn't crazy, since he had shaved his hair short not only two weeks ago but everything else was most likely a mess. He was sweaty and wearing old basketball practice gear. But maybe that kind of thing worked for her. She might be into the sweaty and athletic look.
"Well that is very thoughtful Nathan. But I was about to go to the grocery store. I guess you could come if you really wanted to." Haley shrugged her shoulders slightly and smiled a small smile. Normally Nathan would refuse to go to the store, but for Haley, Nathan was quickly learning he would do anything for her.
Nathan and Haley walked side by side down the sidewalks, much like last might except for now, every time their hands or arms would brush there were no mumbled apologies, just the sparks they could feel flying between them. Haley could feel the goosebumps break out on her skin every time Nathan would brush against her and Nathan was having a hard time trying to keep himself composed with Haley being so near to him.
Nathan was so preoccupied with controlling his body that he hadn't even noticed that they had reached the store. He followed swiftly behind Haley, watching intently as she bent forward to grab a shopping basket.
"You ready?" Haley turned to look at him, her eyebrows raised in a silent question.
Nathan shook his head, trying to clear his mind of any inappropriate ideas in his head and nodded his head to say that he was in fact ready to go inside. "Lead the way."
Nathan and Haley walked up and down the various aisles in the grocery store, Haley putting items into her basket and Nathan reaching the high up things that she requested.
"You know Nathan; this whole shopping together thing might work out pretty well. Normally, I make a fool of myself by climbing on things and jumping up and down, but you can just reach things without looking like you are having a fit of some sort. It is very handy."
"Well at least now I know why I was put on this earth. I know what my purpose is." Nathan teased.
"I know. One day of shopping with me and your fate has been decided. You will forever be my reacher of all things tall. "Not giving Nathan a chance to respond, she took off down the aisle. It wasn't until she reached the end of the aisle that she turned around to speak.
"Hurry up! The cereal I like isn't going to magically get lower!"
Nathan laughed lightly and once again followed Haley. But to Nathan following Haley wasn't a problem. Nathan would follow Haley anywhere.
"So that was fun, right?" Haley asked Nathan as they carried the brown grocery bags up the steps of the and into her apartment building. Haley awkwardly maneuvered herself so that she was able to unlock the door without having to set down the bags.
"Oh definitely. I mean who wouldn't want to carry a massive amount of bags for five blocks?" Nathan teased and took the bags from her hands after watching her position herself in a way that would be completely impossible to open the door in.
"Thanks. And it isn't a massive amount of bags. It's only a couple." Haley looked around at the bags they were holding and had to admit to herself that there were a lot of bags.
"Whatever you say Haley. I just have one question. How are you going to be able to eat all of this food? There is a lot of food, Haley, and you don't look like the type of person who is constantly stuffing their face."
"Actually, I do. If you put it in front of me, I will without a doubt, eat it. Sorry to ruin your fantasy buddy, but stick thin is not my idea of fun."
"Well good." Nathan smirked at her and Haley motioned with her hands to get him talking again. "Because stick thin is not my idea of fun either."
Haley looked back to were he was standing at the counter unpacking groceries, and smiled at him. It was very refreshing to find a guy who wasn't obsessed with stick thin blondes. It could just be very tiring. They unpacked the groceries in silence and methodically. Every thing Nathan pulled out from the bag, he would hand to Haley and she would put it away in its proper location. Minutes passed as the pair unpacked and it wasn't until Nathan had handed Haley the last item that they spoke again.
"So I guess I never asked you. What college do you go to? Or are you done with college?" Nathan asked Haley when they had left the kitchen to sit down in the living room that branched off of the kitchen.
"I finished college about a year and a half ago. I went to Michigan State but I'm twenty three now. What about you? I know you are a fireman but where did you go to college?" Haley asked curiously.
"I went to University of North Carolina, I played basketball there. I even graduated with a business degree and I planned on opening a sports agency." When Nathan spoke of his plans and what he had wanted to do, Haley could sense sadness in his voice that hadn't been there before.
"I don't want to be nosy or anything but if you had those career plans then why didn't you, you know, follow through?"
"My parents always had a dysfunctional relationship and it continued on for a long time." Haley didn't understand how his family made his decision to become a fireman but she listened patiently as he spoke. "I don't think I can remember one occasion in my house that didn't involve yelling and drinking and fighting. But I guess, growing up I thought it was normal, I thought that everyone had a family like that. When I got older though, I realized how screwed up my family really was and I didn't like it. I just wanted to be normal." Nathan's voice cracked with emotion as he spoke and Haley could see how hard this was for him.
"Nathan, you know you don't have to tell me all this if it hurts too much." Haley said gently, hoping that he wasn't forcing himself to talk about this for her sake.
"I know I don't have to, but I think I will feel better if I tell you." He tried to smile but it looked almost like a grimace. Haley smiled encouragingly at him, hoping to give him some strength to finish.
"I had just graduated from college and lately my parents had been getting along better. I thought things were finally looking up for me and maybe I would be normal yet. I should've known better. My parents would never be able to look past their own problems. They just didn't care about anything, except for pissing the other off." Nathan let out a bitter laugh and continued on. "But I had just graduated and I was going back home to visit and to talk about my business plans with my parents. When I got home everything seemed fine. I was wrong, way wrong. I was catching up and just hanging out with some old friends when my mom walks in dressed head to toe in black clothes but they weren't dress clothes. They were old sweatpants and that was just weird. So she comes in and she is emotionless, I tried to get her to talk but she was blank. Out of nowhere she starts saying how she did something terrible and she couldn't take it back. It was really creeping me out so I left and I went to visit my dad at his car dealership, I didn't really want to see him but I'm glad I went." Nathan took a second to compose himself and in the time of the short break Haley inched closer to him on the couch and took his hand in hers.
"Nathan, I really don't mind if you don't feel up to telling me this. I can see it in your eyes that it hurts you to relive it." Nathan tried to smile at Haley but like before he was unable to. He really wanted to though. He wanted her to know that he appreciated her patience and he wanted her to know that he was glad that she cared about him, that someone cared about him.
"It's okay Haley. Really, but if I don't start again I probably won't be able to finish it. And this is something that I need to do." Nathan watched Haley nod her head in a silent agreement and held on a little bit tighter to her hand placed gently in his. "I was driving to my dads' dealership and I wasn't really thinking about anything so when I saw flames shooting up from a building in the distance it didn't register in my mind that it was my dads' dealership. But when I realized what that building was I didn't have any other thought in my mind other than I've got to save him. I pulled into the parking lot and was out of my car before it even stopped. I assume someone saw the flames and called the fire department because I heard the sirens but I didn't even think to wait until they got there. I ran inside and all I could see was smoke and flames. It was hard to breathe but I knew I needed to get my dad outside. He was sitting at his desk, unconscious, and to this day I don't know how I was able to pick him up and get us both outside safely. When I cam running out the firemen were already there and some of them were starting to come inside. I passed out almost as soon as my dad was put on a stretcher but the last thing I remember hearing was my dad telling me that he was proud of me. He died, Haley, and my mom was the one who killed him."
Haley sat there speechless. She wanted to do something that would make him feel better but to be honest she had no clue what to say to him. She felt that sorry wasn't strong enough. But for lack of better words, she told him anyways.
"I know this doesn't even come close to comfort but I am sorry Nathan. I am truly sorry that something like this had to happen to a great guy like you." Nathan looked up from the spot on the carpet he had been staring at and when he looked into her eyes he could see that she was being sincere. The emotion in her brown eyes told him all he needed to know and despite her lack of confidence in her apology Nathan felt more than just comforted, he felt cared for.
"It helps, Haley. Don't doubt that, you just being here makes me feel better. But I guess you can see why I decided to become a fireman. I didn't want anyone else to lose someone they loved to a fire."
"It's a lot more courageous than what I do. You go out and save people from the fires; I'm the person who writes about saving people from fires." Haley said and watched as Nathan slowly recovered from the pain his memories had brought back.
"So you're a journalist? I think it fits you." Nathan could already feel himself cheering up and all the credit was due to Haley.
"How is that fitting? I don't see how you made the connection."
"It's easy. Journalists are ambitious. They go out to get the story and they don't stop until they get what they need. Even though I have only known you for two days, I can tell that you are ambitious. Plus I could totally see you wearing one of those skirt and suit jacket combinations. Yup, it would be tight and short and in my mind you definitely would be wearing some high heels and a low cut shirt underneath. It would be very sexy." Nathan smirked and winked at her as he described her 'work attire.' He could see her blushing and it made him smirk even more. He expected the blushing. However, he did not expect her to turn it around on him.
"Sexy huh? Well, I can only imagine what you would like in your firefighting suit. You would be all sweaty and most likely not wearing much under it. Very easy to get you out of." Haley watched as Nathans jaw dropped and she couldn't help herself. She imitated his self-assured smirk and wink and laughed at the shocked look on his face.
Nathan recovered from his shock quickly and the tables once again turned. "Oh, I'll show you sexy. Sexy is that little blushing thing you always do and the way you bite your lip when you get nervous, kind of like right now." Haley hadn't realized that she was biting her lip until Nathan had pointed it out and she quickly released her lip from her teeth. "Now Haley that just made it even worse. You see, now you have these little indentations and I have to stop myself from reaching over and helping them go away." Nathans voice had long since turned deep with lust and Haley had to stop herself from jumping him.
Haley could feel herself slowly losing control and if she didn't do something about it, and quick, she would not be able to stop herself if something happened. Nathan could see all of the thoughts running through her mind and he could see the battle she was having with herself. Nathan decided to help move along her decision.
"Give into it Haley. You know you want to." Nathan had moved closer to Haley on the couch and was close enough for Haley to feel his warm breath on her cheek. It was enough to send her over the edge. Haley turned quickly towards him, grabbed his face between her palms and pressed her lips to his.
Nathan was shocked at first, he didn't think she would actually give in but damn was he glad she did. The kiss was everything he imagined it would be. Haley's lips were soft and thanks to the lip gloss she had been wearing, they tasted like watermelon. He wasn't sure where to place his hands since he didn't want to push things too far, so he settled for placing one hand on her hip and the other gentle cradling her cheek, which really wasn't settling at all.
"You taste good." Nathan broke away from Haley's lips for air and instead of going back to kiss her he leaned them back so they were lying across the length of the couch. He looked into her eyes to make sure she was okay with this and when he could tell she was fine he lowered himself on top of her and went in for another kiss. This time the kiss was hot and wet and hurried. Because now they knew what it was like, the floodgates had been opened, and nothing was going to stop them.
Haley was feeling uncomfortably hot and before Nathan knew what was happening he was being flipped over and straddles by Haley. He looked up at her and watched as she bit on her bottom lip, a sure sign that she was nervous. He placed both of his hands on her hips and watched her eyes close slowly as the contact further warmed her skin. Haley placed her hands on the hem of her shirt, just above Nathans hands, and looked him straight in the eyes as she slowly lifted her t-shirt up and off of her body.
Haley nervously sat astride his hips as she waited for his reaction. By the look in his eyes she had nothing to worry about. Nathan, however, had to worry about never being able to breathe again. He knew that Haley was gorgeous but the sight of her with no top, lust filled eyes, and kiss swollen lips was enough to leave him breathless. As Haley waited for Nathan to say something she unconsciously wiggled against him and felt the immediate reaction stirring beneath her. A light blush colored her cheeks, which seemed to get Nathan moving again.
"God, you're beautiful Haley." Haley shrugged her shoulders embarrassedly and for the first time avoided his eye contact. Nathan noticed this. "Haley, look at me. You don't have to be embarrassed. Not with me." He soothingly rubbed a hand against her bare skin and was rewarded with a breathless moan from Haley. He felt all the blood in his body going south.
Without a second thought, Nathan pushed himself up to his elbows and placed feather light kisses along her collarbone, across her upper chest, and along the portions of her breasts being pushed upwards by the lacy white bra she was wearing.
"Nathan…" Haley wasn't sure what she was asking for but she knew that she needed more.
"What is it Haley. What do you need?" Nathan had to use everything in him to pull his lips away from her skin.
"I need more." Haley opened her eyes and reached for his hands that still rested lightly on her hips and brought them up to cup her and to show him how much more she really needed.
Nathan lay below her, cupping her chest and felt as if he had died and actually gone to heaven. This was one of the nest experiences in his life. Nathan slowly traced over the top of her breasts and watched as her eyes once again fluttered shut and her head rolled back in pleasure. He could feel her straining against the lace of the bra and thrust his jean clad hips up against hers. Nathan felt her grind down against him and he let out a deep moan of his own.
Nathan looked up at Haley's flushed face and chest and the moment and the image was forever imprinted in his mind. He couldn't believe that someone as beautiful and amazing as Haley was interested in him but she was and they were happy.
"What are you smiling about?" Haley looked down at Nathan and when she spoke her voice was deep and throaty, which if possible, had Nathan smiling bigger.
"You. I'm smiling about how amazing you are." From where Nathan lay he pushed upwards and placed a gentle kiss to the pulse point on her neck.
"Well you're pretty amazing too, Mr. Hot Stuff."
"Mr. Hot Stuff, huh?"
"Yeah, it seemed fitting with you being a firefighter and everything." Haley absentmindedly played with the collar of Nathans t-shirt and smiled lightly at him.
"You know, that kind of reminds me of that one song, especially when you started taking your clothes off." Nathan smirked at Haley and started to sing off-key.
"It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes. I am-"
"Oh my god! Nathan, stop singing! You are terrible at that." Haley's hand was still playing with his collar and he quickly reached up to grab it.
"Well I'm much better at other things." He added suggestively.
"Really?" Haley coyly asked as she raised an eyebrow at him. "How 'bout you show me."
Nathan took one long glance at her and realized he was done playing the passive role. He quickly rolled them over and pinned her to the couch. "It would be my pleasure. Now prepare yourself, it is about to get hot in here."
"I'm counting on it." Haley winked playfully at him and let out loud giggles when he dove down and began sucking lightly on small patches of skin on her neck.
After Haley's giggles had subsided she wove her fingers through Nathan's hair and pulled gently to raise his head. He looked up at her questioningly and waited for her to say something.
"Nathan, it's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes."