A/N: I thought I would let everyone in on a little secret or not much of one really if you have read some of my older stories. I love to use song titles as the titles to my fics. I'm In It With You is the title to the newest single by one of my favorite artists, she is a singer out of Sweden named Loreen, check her out!

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I'm In It With You

Chapter 7

An entire month had passed. It was pretty weird. The first few days were ok because we had gone days at a time without seeing one another, but as it started to stretch into weeks I was getting lonely and I missed him so much. We would talk on the phone all the time and video chat when we could, but a month was a long time. I just went to work and did what I had to do. It was nice to have great new friends around to help me get through.

I sat in the lab waiting around. I was all caught up on everything. It has been a very slow night. I was just happy I was getting paid for sitting there. Morgan walked with a huge smile on her face.

"I have results for you and Greg." I said as I pulled a paper from my printer. "Greg hadn't come by so you can take them."

"Oh thanks." She said as she looked over the results. "But I am here for something else. I got a hook up on tickets to the I-Heart-Radio Music Festival. Sara is already in."

"Umm… I can't go." I said as much as I would have loved to go.

"Oh no." she said looking disappointed.

"I would love to, but I am going to see Nick. It has been a month and I miss him so much. It is the first weekend I am off and I am driving straight to San Diego on Friday morning." I explained I couldn't wait. There were only a few more days and with each passing day I was getting more and more excited.

"That's awesome. I guess I will see if Greg can go." She said.

"See is Greg can go where?" came Greg's voice as he entered.

"To the I-Heart-Radio Festival with Sara and I. Tiff can't go. She is going to San Diego." Morgan said turning to great.

"Heck yeah I'm in!" Greg said with a huge smile on his face. He then looked to me. "I'm here for those results."

"Morgan has them." I said as Morgan handed him the paper I had previously handed her.

The next two days dragged on, but as soon as I was off on Friday morning I got straight in my car that had a full tank of gas and was already packed with my luggage. Even though I was exhausted I felt like my excitement was fueling me. I had a full hot cup of coffee and I was off onto the open road. I hadn't done too much driving outside of Las Vegas and the miles and miles of nothing were getting monotonous. It just kept going, but I was refueled with excitement when I hit the California State Line. I knew it wasn't going to be too much longer. I could just feel his arms around me already. I wanted to smell him and feel him. I blasted my favorite song as I crossed the State Line.

The drive was long, but fast. I followed my GPS as it directed me into a residential neighborhood. I stopped in front of a white house. I recognized it from when Nick was looking at places and we came across this house on the realtor's website. His car was in the driveway. I pulled my car next to his and got out. I felt like I practically ran to the front door. I rang the doorbell, but there was no answer. I stood around before taking a look into the front window. I couldn't see anyone.

"He's out!" called a voice. I turned to see an old woman in the next yard. She was watering flowers. "I saw him leave about 20 minutes ago walking his dog."

"Oh…" I answered. "Thanks." I said kindly.

"I've seen a picture of you." She said as she turned off her hose. "You are his girlfriend. I'm Mrs. Dellonbalm. I've lived on this street for 40 years."

"Hello Ma'am." I said politely. "Yes I'm the girlfriend. Tiffany."

"He is a nice young man. A good neighbor to have." She said with a kind smile. "I will bring the two of you some peach cobbler later. My grandchildren will be visiting and I am baking up a storm."

"Thank you." I said and then I heard barking that I recognized. I turned and saw Sam running up to the house. "Bonjour!" I said as he jumped on me and licked my face. I gave his back a pet and looked to see Nick standing at the end of the driveway. He had a huge grin on his face.

It was like I was flying. I really can't say how I managed to get from the porch to his arms so fast. I couldn't speak I was so happy. He pulled me up into his arms and kissed me hard on my mouth and his stubble scratched my face. I missed that so much. I inhaled his scent. I didn't want to let go. I couldn't let go. It had been a long month. He was carrying me to the house. He opened the door and carried me inside. Our lips moved together. How could this end? It was perfect in everyway. He then pulled from me and looked at me.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I got the weekend off. I got off work this morning and drove straight here. I wanted to surprise you." I said before I quickly kissed him. I knew he was beyond surprised. This was exactly what I wanted. Making him happy made me happy.

He pulled me in closer and continued to hold me. Once again my feet were off the ground as he carried me into his bedroom. I had only seen it over video chat. The walls were white except one that was an indigo blue. He hadn't gotten a chance to hang anything on the walls. I looked around as he kissed me neck, but stopped and closed my eyes and moaned as his hands traveled under my top. I smiled. I missed this. I missed feeling connected. It was so hard being away from each other. I just wanted to be near him at all times. He pulled my shirt over my head. I could feel his breath on my stomach as he reached my pants. I was breathing hard. It has been too long. Each passing second was torture. He slipped my pants and underwear off in one motion. He returned to where we were aligned and his lips pressed against mine. I moved to get him as naked as I was. I wanted to feel his body against mine. I fought with his belt. I felt him smile against my lips before he helped me finally release his belt. He kicked his pants off. I pulled off his shirt and ran my hands slowly up his chest. I smiled.

We lied together in his bed; his arms pulling me in close. I was actually here and we were actually together. It felt like a dream. I felt like it wasn't real because I had dreamed about this for so long. I pulled my body up so my face was just inches from his. He smiled at me. I placed a soft kiss on his lips.

"That was the perfect surprise." He said.

"It's been a month." I said looking at him.

"A long month." He said as he pulled my hair from my face and traced my face with a finger. "Though I wish you could have come next weekend."

"Why?" I asked as I snuggled my face into his neck.

"My parents are coming for a quick visit." He said. I had wanted to meet them for a while now. I knew he hadn't seen them in some time and that he had been planning a trip at Christmas, but that was months away and I knew I had other plans.

"Oh man I would love to meet them." I said with a sigh. I knew I was definitely going to have to work that weekend.

"Christmas then." He said turning to kiss me.

"Can't." I said. "I just bought my plane tickets to Paris yesterday. I'm going to spend Christmas and New Years with Alexa."

"That is more important then." He said. "Have you told her yet?"

"No not yet. I was thinking of telling her for her birthday at the end of August." I explained.

"I know she will be excited." He said looking at me intensely. I smiled. I love how we supported each other. He was truly my partner and I was his. I loved it. This was how a relationship should be. None of my others had been this way. I was always last and my dreams never seemed to matter. He made me feel like my wants and dreams were just as if not more important than his. He was a gentleman in every aspect of the word.

I felt like the weekend was passing too quickly. All of Friday was spent in bed before he took me out to dinner at one of his new favorite places that he discovered with his move. On Saturday we did a little sightseeing. I had never spent much time in Southern California. The weather was perfect and the atmosphere was so nice. I didn't know how I was going to leave. I held his hand as he walked along the beach the waves hit my bare feet as we walked. We just walked and watched the sun start to set. I didn't want the day to end. Sunday I had to make my drive back to Vegas. I didn't want to think about it. I just wanted to stay right here. Why did reality have to be so cruel? We stopped and he pulled me close. I didn't want to look at him. It was already starting to hurt. I could feel pain coming from deep in my chest and it flowed through my entire body.

"Babe…" he said into my hair.

"Hmmm…?" I didn't want to speak.

"Thank you for coming." He said. I looked up at him and smiled. I knew he meant it. This weekend was everything I expected and so much more. I felt more connected to him, as I had ever been.

"I don't know when I can come back." I said truthfully. I needed all of my time for my trip to Paris. He knew this and he encouraged it. His schedule I knew was full and busy. He had a lot of responsibility. During this weekend he spent a lot of time on the phone with different people from his lab. I loved seeing him work. It was obvious he loved his new role. It seemed to make him happy and I loved the confidence I saw in him as he exercised it.

"We'll figured it out." He said before picking me up. I laughed as I realized he was taking me into the water.

"No. No." I screamed while laughing. Suddenly I felt the cold of the surf hit my body. I looked at him and he was smiling at me. He was a goofball and I loved it. The water hit me again and I held into his body. He held me close and swung me around. We were both caught up in our laughter. He kissed me and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He walked out of the water and sat on the sand pulling me onto his lap. I looked into his eyes.

"Move." He said seriously.

"Move?" I asked.

"Move out here with me. I don't want to see you go. It has been nice having someone else in the house with me. Sam is a great roommate, but I need you with Me." He held the back of my head and looked me in the eyes. I knew he was serious, but I didn't have the money and where was I going to work. I didn't want to leave and to be with him was everything I wanted, but I just couldn't. I needed to save my money and time to be with my daughter even if I could only spend two weeks with her.

"You know I can't." I said in a whisper.

"I know." He whispered back.

"I would love to stay, but it isn't the time for that." I said. I knew I needed to be mature about this. I let myself fall too many times. I married my first husband after a month because I was pregnant and because I was young. With my second I craved his companionship. I knew as much as Nick and I loved each other that it was too early for either of us to make those kinds of sacrifices. I didn't want to ruin this from the start.

"Yeah. You're right." He said before moving me from his lap and standing up. He reached down and helped me up. We continued to walk down the beach back to where his car was parked. Each passing second meant it was closer to time for me to leave. We both knew it.

It was Saturday night and everything was so alive. We walked hand in hand down a busy street. After leaving the beach we went back to his place for a shower and a change before going back out. We walked up to a restaurant that had very lively salsa music playing from inside. He held open the door and the music came pulsing out. I could feel the beat deep inside. I walked inside with him right behind me. There were people everywhere and I could smell spices in the air. He told me to dress for dancing and I now knew why. After he spoke to the hostess she lead us deeper inside to a small table set for two. There was a live band on stage and a large dance floor.

We ate a delicious meal and had a few drinks. I was starting to feel my drinks and the music when he grabbed me into his arms and pulled me onto the dance floor. He pulled me in close. Neither of us were very good at this, but it was still fun. Our bodies moved together to the music. Soon the music took a turn to the slow side. He continued to hold me close. I kissed me softly.

"Thank you. This is so much fun." I said to him.

"I thought you could enjoy a little fun." He said into my ear. The slow music and our bodies being so close was making me want him right there. I roughly pressed my lips to his. His hand slipped down and grabbed my butt. I smiled. I was ready to leave. I wanted to rush back to his place, but we continued to dance. He was teasing me. I could admit that I liked it.

After another hour of dancing he lead me from the restaurant. We walked out into the cool air. He held onto my hand as we walked along the Marina. I looked out at all the boats on the water. He stopped and looked out onto the water. I lay my head on his arm.

"Your birthday is in a few weeks." He said.

"Yeah." I answered.

"I think we can figure something out." He bent down and kissed the top of my head. I knew we would figure something out. He held my hand and began to walk again. "Let's get back to my place." He said.

"Ok." I answered simply as I allowed him to lead me.

Sunday morning came too quickly. I woke up and starred up at the ceiling. Soon I was going to have to hit the road. I just lied there and listened to the sound of the birds outside and to Nick's breathing. I let out a sigh. I moved my body closer to his and placed my head on my chest. I heard him groan and felt him stretch. He put his arms around me and ran his hand over my bare back.

"Morning." He said sleepily.

"Morning." I answered.

"Have you been awake long?" he asked. I could feel the tips of his fingers drawing patterns on my back.

"No not too long." I said as I placed a kiss on his chest.

"I'll make you breakfast while you shower." He said as he sat up. I sat up with him and gave him a look of sadness. We both didn't want this morning, but he had to work and I had to head back. He placed a hand on my cheek before giving me a slow and soft kiss. He then stood from the bed and grabbed his underwear from the floor and put them on before slipping out of the room. I pulled the sheet over my body and pulled my knees to my chest. I could feel myself wanting to cry. I took a deep breath. I wasn't going to cry. We survived not being together for a month and we talked about some plans for my birthday that was only a few weeks away. I would see him soon. We could do it I knew we could.