He Did What?

Chapter Seven


Here's chapter seven. Is anyone reading this story? Just curious. I'm loving the new season of CSI already. Although, as soon as George leaves I don't think I'll be tuning in. The ratings are going to go down. I hope they realize that. Anyway, enjoy this chapter. Read and review :)


Danika was happy that finals were approaching. That would mean summer was right around the corner. There would be no crazy college kids around and much-needed relaxation. Ugh, she couldn't wait. There was also the annual Evans family reunion in the middle of June that was to be looked forward to. As always. Maybe Nick would come along. It was about time to meet the parents right? She could only imagine what her cousins and sisters would think. Her father would bring out the shot gun of course, but only as a joke this time. Danika was sure that her relatives would like him. What wasn't to like? She'd have to call them once her class was finished to make sure it would be all right.

"All right you guys, make sure you study. Your final is next Wednesday at ten o' clock," Danika told them through the binders and notebooks slamming shut in front of her. "I will see you then."

"Um, Miss. Evans," Danika looked up from the papers surrounding her desk. Not knowing that all the students had left the room already. All except one anyway. "Is everything going well?"

"Hunter, this better be good," Danika was getting really tired of him. "I have a phone call to make."

"This won't take much time at all," she noticed his fingers twitching at his sides. "Um, how do you think I'll do on the exam?"

Really? That's what your question was. He was starting to get on Danika's nerves. She was all right with the tutoring, but coming to her after classes were done; a woman could only take so much.

"Hunter, you're going to do fine. If you focus on the exam and know the material you should be fine. Just like all the other students. What do you really want to ask me?" she really wanted to get out of this room. Something about his stance was making her uncomfortable.

"That's-that's the question I wanted to ask you, Miss. Evans. Honestly," he rubbed his hands together. "How's Nick?"

"Why do you want to know how Nick is?" Danika asked, not missing the hint of annoyance in the young man's voice. "I believe that is none of your concern now is it?" Danika rose to her feet, collecting her belongings. "I think it's time you leave, Hunter. You don't want to miss your next class do you?"

"No, I actually don't have another class. The professor cancelled," Hunter replied with a smile, which quickly turned into somewhat of a frown. "Are you and Nick having a spat?"

"Hunter, I could fail you right now if you don't leave," Danika threatened. "I don't have time for this. I have an important phone call to make!"

"It's just a question," Hunter sat on the edge of her desk. "Trouble in paradise? That's the thing with cops. You can't trust 'em. Not a one. You could do so much better than him anyway."

"He's not a cop, and why would you think he's not good enough for me? I love him, Hunter. Now leave or I will call-" Dankia's eyes grew wide as Hunter pressed his lips to hers. What the hell was he doing? Overcoming the initial shock, Danika slammed her fist into the side of his face, knocking her student to the floor. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I've wanted to do that forever," Hunter mumbled, wiping the trail of blood from the side of his mouth. "You tasted just like I imagined you would."

"GET OUT!" Danika screamed, shaking from head to toe. "Get out now, before I have you expelled."

"Until Wednesday…Danika," he whispered, eyeing her all the way until he left her alone in the classroom.

Danika couldn't move her feet. She had no idea what to do. Her mind was going a thousand miles an hour. All of the emotions were dancing around within her, and she didn't know how to handle it. Would she get into trouble too? When she couldn't take it anymore, Danika picked up her phone, and called the only person she could think of.

"Hello?" the tears in her eyes finally began to fall. "Danni, what's wrong?"

"Nick, are you busy?" Danika asked.

"I'm in the lab right now. What's going on? Are you crying?" she could only imagine what was going through is head at the moment.

"How long are you going to be?" Danika couldn't hold it in anymore. She started sobbing over the phone.

"An hour at the most," he answered. "Danika, tell me what happened."

"I can't. Not over the phone anyway," she told him. "Just, when you're done come to my house please. I need you, Nicky."

"Fuck that, I'm coming home right now," he all but screamed in her ear. "You're not hurt are you?"

"No, not really," she said.

"I'll be there in ten minutes," the line went dead. This wasn't going to go well.


"HE DID WHAT?" she knew Nick was going to blow up. Why didn't she just keep her big mouth shut?

"Nick, please calm down," Danika brought her knees to her chest from her position on the couch as he paced before her. "I don't want to think about it anymore."

"What are you going to do about it?" Nick knelt in front of her. "Danni, a student violated-I can't even-. You have to tell someone. You have to get that kid out of there. Could you imagine what would happen to you if word got out-"

She silenced him with a brief kiss. She really couldn't take this anymore. She just wanted get it off of her chest and that was it. Hunter only had one more class anyway, and then she would never see him again. At least, she hoped that was what would happen. Who knows what that man could do? He kissed her, what else was going on in his head. "Please, can we just talk about it later? I don't want to think about it, or him."

"He didn't do anything else to you did he?" Nick rubbed his hands up and down her thighs. "Danni, you can tell me. You know I wouldn't do anything-"

"Make me forget," Danika whispered.

"What?"

Unwrapping herself from the position on the couch, Danika cupped Nick's face with her shaky fingers. Gazing directly into his eyes, she pressed her lips onto his. "Make me forget."

The truth was; she could still feel Hunter's mouth on hers. It was the most foreign feeling. All she wanted was for it to go away. Without hesitation, Nick picked her up with little effort. Both arms supporting her behind. Danika slipped her arms around his neck and began attacking his mouth.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel like-" Nick said to her kiss after kiss as he carried her up to her bedroom.

"Do you ever stop talking?" Danika broke the kiss, glaring up into those warm, brown eyes that she loved so much. "Please, Nick."

Hunter was mad. No, he was furious. This was not what he wanted to happen. He wanted Danika to run to Nick, tell him what happened, and then he would storm away thinking the worst. But no, what was happening was exactly the opposite. He wanted to scream to the high heavens as he watched the two through the window. That damned cop shouldn't be in there pleasuring her deep into the sheets. The sheets he had seen her in for the past what felt like years. Hunter's pants became tighter and tighter with each moan and groan that he could faintly hear from the side of the house. Groaning himself, Hunter leaned against the house frame. The things she did to him.

"Did you hear that?" Danika asked, panting deeply into Nick's chest. "Sounded like it came from outside."

"It was probably nothing," he answered, kissing her forehead. "I have the weekend off. What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. Stay in bed?" Nick couldn't help but snicker. He would love to spend the entire weekend in bed with her. "Nick?"

"Yes?" Nick ran his fingers through her hair.

"In a few weeks I'm going to Oklahoma for a family reunion," she traced her fingertips over his chest. "Would you like to go with me?"

"Really?" Nick asked. "You want me to go with you? Are your parents ok with that?"

"I haven't called them yet, but they will love you, Nick. Just as much as I do," she answered. "Think about it at least."

"I would love to go," he said. "Just give me the time, and I'll ask for the time off."

"Wonderful," Danika couldn't hide her smile. This day was finally turning up.