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Chapter 4

After the scottish maniac incident Nick and Zoe were both advised to take the rest of the shift off by Ash, of course this wasn't anything to do him being concerned about what they had just experienced, it was simply so he and Charlie had the run of the place.

Zoe knew this and Nick wasn't far behind, still they were both a little shaken up so decided to take Ash's advice.
They went back to Nick's flat, it had been years since Zoe had set foot inside this place, as she looked round she felt at ease with the fact that nothing had changed, everything was still in the same spot it was before.

"Have you ever thought of getting some more furniture?" She questioned helping herself to a glass of red wine from the kitchen.
Nick shot her a look of disapproval "I have plenty of furniture, its not like I get many guests" he answered taking the wine bottle from Zoe and proceeding to pour himself a glass.

She smiled at him, a smile full of warmth and burning desires, her knees went weak as she watched him pour the wine from the bottle to the glass, his huge strong hands gripping the glass and wine bottle, oh what she would give to have those hands all over her, undressing her, caressing her breasts, sliding down into her knickers...

"Zoe?... Zoe!"
"Ooh um yes? What?" She stuttered snapping out of her daydream, she soon realised she had been blankly staring at him.
"Shall we be seated?" He said softly giving her a strange look.

She smiled and went to sit on the sofa, Nick joined her and the pair sat in silence sipping their wine.
"Zoe" "Nick" they both spoke at once and giggled, neither could understand why the atmosphere was so tense.

"Thank you for what you did" started Zoe staring straight ahead "I thought he was going to... to..."
"I know" he interrupted cutting her off "did you think you were going to die?"
Zoe looked at him and nodded, she managed to hold the tears back, her eyes burned as salty water filled them, she continued to blink them away until Nick placed his glass down on the table and moved closer to comfort her.

As he took her wine glass away from her she broke down as uncontrollable tears steamed down her cheeks "its all over now Zoe, don't cry, I'm here" said Nick running his hand up and down her back.

She began to feel calmer, warmth filled her body, she felt secure, safe, this brought back so many memories.
Her mind flicked back to the nights where she would fall asleep in Nick's arms.
The tears soon dried and she pulled back to look at him.

He was so handsome, that sparkle in his eyes never seemed to die, she sniffed back the remaining tears and managed a smile.
"That's better" he beamed brushing her hair off her face to behind her ears.
"You look so beautiful when you smile" he whispered.

The two of them sat there holding each other, although many thoughts raced through their minds they barley spoke, there was still a connection between them, a strong one, they could both feel it.

Both of them were holding back and they knew it. Nick because he felt confused, had he grieved enough for Yvonne? Were these feeling he was experiencing real or just his ill functioning brain trying to make him feel better about everything? Or had he really moved on?

Zoe because she believe Nick to be still grieving over Yvonne, she had only been gone a matter of months, normally it would take someone years to really get over the death of a loved one, but she didn't know a lot about Nick's relationship with Yvonne, she had never asked any questions, it wasn't her business and it certainly had never been something she had wanted to hear about.

"How about I order us some food?" Questioned Nick.
"Don't tell me you still can't cook" chuckled Zoe starting to feel better.
Nick narrowed his eyes "Zoe I have many talents but I'm afraid cooking isn't one of them"

They both laughed, then their eyes locked on each others, they both began to feel their cheeks burn, this burning desire between them was becoming alive, like a fire dancing in the moonlight.

Zoe could see passion in his eyes, the burning love they once had was coming back, had it ever really been lost? She couldn't use words to describe the feelings and emotions that were shooting round her body, so she took a deep breath and leaned in closer to kiss him...

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