I know. It's been a while.
I bit my lip as his eyes scanned my body. I hope I'm not overdressed, but this is our first date. I want it to be special. He beamed at me,
"You're breathtaking, you know that?" Nick said, eying me with a smile as if seeing me for the first time. I blushed,
"Thank you. You look very handsome, too." I said, a red crimson filling my cheeks. He smirked before reaching out to take my hand. I grabbed it and held it tightly, a spark flying through my body and filling me with warmth. He pulled me up gently and I stepped into his warm and spacious house. He shut the door behind me and smiled at me once more. He leaned in, pressing his lips against my cheek softly. He pulled back and I pouted.
"That's all you're going to give me? I haven't seen you for like, four hours." I said as a smile immediately spread across his face. "Get over here." I said with a smirk, gently pulling him by his tie as he grinned. He wrapped his arm around my waist tightly, leaning in and kissing me passionately. This was more like it. I wrapped my arms around his strong neck, tangling my fingers into his soft curls. He nibbled on my lip urgently and I opened my mouth, his tongue immediately battling with mine. He tasted so sweet; like candy. Nick pushed my back, pressing me against the front door. I moaned at the gesture, kissing him more ferociously now. He responded immediately, his hands lowering before gripping my thighs tightly. I gasped softly as he pulled me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. Oh God, I wanted him so badly. He was so sexy, everything he did. He pulled away slightly, his breathing ragged.
"You're so fucking sexy." He said with a groan, breathing heavily. I smirked, if only he knew how irresistible he looked right now. His hair all was disheveled and lust enveloped his eyes. I took a deep breath and immediately smelling something delicious.
"Oh my gosh, what is that?" I asked as Nick set me down gently. He smiled cutely,
"Well, I made us dinner of course." He said as I looked up at him. I smiled and grabbed his hand, pulling him through the foyer. My mind was foggy but the simple smell of food was enough to wake up my senses.
"Show me!" I said excitedly as he chuckled. He spun me around and I looked at him confused.
"You're going the wrong way, beautiful." He said with a smirk as I blushed.
"Show me the way then." I said as I bit my lip. He smiled and gently pulled me into the other direction. We passed under a beautiful chandelier and down a hall until we reached the kitchen. Gosh, it was beautiful. It looked like dark mahogany from what I could see, with gorgeous granite tops. It reminded me of the kitchen I had at home. It was of medium size with a big refrigerator.
"Your house is beautiful." I said, looking around at the perfect room. He smiled proudly,
"My mom's a decorator, so you know, she went all out." He said with a blush. It almost seemed like he was embarrassed but I thought it was cute. He led me out of the kitchen and towards a small, beautifully set table. I gasped and stood there completely awestruck. It looked like it was from a movie. The lights were dimmed and candles had been lit. I couldn't believe he did all this for our very first date. I felt like a princess. He squeezed my hand and I looked up at him.
"You did all this for me?" I asked, shocked. No one had ever treated me with such care. Ever since I was a little girl, I had always dreamed of someone doing something like this for me. He nodded proudly,
"Of course. I hope you like what I made. I had a little trouble, but after about the fourth try I think it came out well." He said as I giggled, thinking about how I was the luckiest girl in the world. I looked at Nick's excited eyes as he prepared the table, remembering watching my older sister fall in love with the most perfect guy I had ever known. I was 12 at the time, and I would kneel on the floor with my ear pressed against the wall, listening for the gentle words of affection he would say to her. I never imagined I would ever have what she had, and for the first time in my life, I believed it was possible.
2 Hours Later
My head was lying on Nick's muscular chest. We were cuddled outside on a blanket looking up at the empty, black sky. The stars decided not to show, I suppose. Nick was gently stroking my hair as we settled into a peaceful silence. It was a wonder we couldn't hear the party happening only a couple doors down.
There was something magical about this moment. When I had first encountered Nick, I never imagined him to be the silent type. But while he was clearly a little cocky, he was also studious. I had already discovered so much during dinner, which was unthinkably amazing by the way. I learned that he had one older brother whom he looked to. I remember feeling my heart swell when he described his close relationship with his brother. Their father died several years ago and Nick and his brother were responsible for keeping their mother on her feet. She was a smart, ambitious woman, and Nick had spent his life looking up to her. The way Nick's eyes shined when he talked about her, you could tell she was wonderful. As we ventured more into each other's lives, I couldn't help but wonder about my place in his life. He was still my teacher and I would always have that fact nagging me wherever I went.
"Nick?" I mumbled, readjusting so that I could look at his face.
"Mm?" He murmured with his eyes shut, a serene expression on his face.
"Is this weird for you? Dating your student?" I couldn't help but ask. This was probably horrible timing but we needed to have this conversation sooner rather than later. His eyes fluttered open and he looked deep into mine, his eyes narrowing as he struggled to figure out what I was thinking.
"I don't mean to make you uncomfortable." I said, wincing slightly at my ineptitude. Why did I even bring this up? He smiled shyly and responded,
"To answer your question, no. It should, but it doesn't. When I'm around you, I barely even remember that I'm your teacher. Except at school of course, but I kind of like this secret romance we have. Don't you?" He winked at me. I couldn't help but giggle, quickly hiding my face in his silk shirt. "I'm a little older than you, but your mind surpasses your age." he said earnestly. I lifted my head,
"I could totally pass for 22." I said, grinning. He laughed and nodded.
"You could've had me fooled. You know if anything, it should be weird for you. Coming into school, seeing me in front of the class..." I thought about it for a second, but realized that that it honestly didn't make me feel awkward seeing him at school. I bit my lip and tapped my fingers against his chest.
"I think it's fun. All of the girls fawn over you but I have you all to myself. And nobody knows." Nick smirked and traced his fingers around the naked skin of my waist.
"And nobody has to know." He said wickedly, making me shiver. Nick gripped my waist tightly and slowly flipped me over, propping himself up above me. Ugh, he was so hot. He grinned devilishly and dipped his head so his lips could meet my bare neck. He slowly kissed my neck, biting my skin, causing me to moan with pleasure.
"I love having you all to myself," he mumbled against my skin, kissing down my neck before reaching my collarbone, "my sexy, beautiful student." He whispered, his hot breath burning my skin. I gripped his soft head of hair with my polished hands, pulling it gently. I felt his moans vibrating on my collarbone as he continued to leave kisses on my bare skin.
"Mm... that feels good." I whispered breathlessly, feeling myself float into an abyss of pleasure.
"This is only the beginning..." He whispered, reaching back up to meet my lips. I welcomed him selfishly, moving my hands out of his hair to grip his strong biceps. His tongue battled mine for dominance before he pulled away breathlessly with a grin. I smiled at him, still dazed from his passionate gestures. He sat up slowly, pulling me up to sit on his lap. I allowed him to wrap my legs around his waist as I played with the end of his white button down.
"Spend the night with me." Nick said, the look in his eyes giving me goose bumps.
"All I want to do is stay, but I promised myself to my friends tonight. I wouldn't even know what excuse to use. " I said pitifully, frowning as I thought of my imminent departure.
"Tell them you're with your teacher and he plans on keeping you all night long." Nick said in a husky voice, grinning mischievously. I giggled and rolled my eyes,
"They'd love that, especially Selena. I don't think they'd ever pick me up." I said, causing Nick to chuckle. "I've actually been thinking about something... I'm not sure it's the right time to tell my friends about us just yet." I said honestly, interlacing my hand with his. Nick nodded,
"I agree. It's a bit dangerous. I wouldn't want anything to risk what we have. It's special." He said, flicking my nose playfully with his fingers. I scrunched my nose in response and giggled. He could be so adorable sometimes.
"You're special."
"You're beautiful." I blushed and quickly pressed my lips against his.
"I'm going to miss you tomorrow." I said with sigh. Did that sound clingy?
"Sunday is my new least-favorite day of the week." He replied grumpily. I laughed, shaking my head at his adorable antics.
"What are you ever going to do without me?" I asked playfully, slinging my arms around his neck. He sighed dramatically,
"Probably die." I suddenly felt a vibration in my pocket. I pulled out my phone, the bright screen momentarily stunning me.
Where are you?
I groaned, suddenly feeling a pit in my stomach. I showed Nick the text and he grumbled, tightening his grip around my waist.
"Don't leave..." He begged, beginning to place small kisses around my jaw. I sighed and shut my eyes, relishing the feeling of his soft lips on my skin. His lips were like rose-petals, caressing the skin that had never been touched with such affection before. I never wanted to leave.
"I'll make up an excuse." I whispered, feeling Nick's grin against my skin.
"Good." He murmured, pushing me back onto the floor.
Hi everybodyy. So I stumbled across this story today and read the most recent review. It pretty much pinned the nail on the head: "I know you probably lost idea or inspiration for this story but can you at least attempt?" Yes, I can. It's been two years and I haven't touched this, and I HAVE lost inspiration, but can I at least attempt to write some more? Of course! There's someone out there who wants more, and who am I to deny them of that?
So here's the promise I can't make. I can't promise I'll update every week, or even every month. These rare moments where all I want to do is write come and go. But when they come, I promise to take advantage.
Thank you all so much for your patience. Especially those who came out of the boondocks to motivate me to write. I, of all people, understand loving a story and watching hopelessly as the author completely abandons it. Yes, I am that author. I suck. Please feel free to send a virtual kick my way :)