Later that night after he had taken his turn to read the bed times stories to the girls Paul entered the living room and sat down on the couch next to Stephanie. "Are they all okay?" She asked, looking away from the TV.

"Yeah," Paul smiled. "Vaughn asks for the same story every day."

"Bless her," Stephanie smiled back, "She loves that one so much."

Paul could not wait any longer to approach the subject that had been on his mind all afternoon. "Steph I think there's something going on with Nikki."

"How do you mean?" Stephanie asked.

"She came into my office earlier and she was sticking her nose in our business again. I mentioned that you said that you were promoting me to CEO and I saw some kind of reaction from her, I'm sure of it."

"Don't do this Paul," Stephanie sighed. "Don't start trying to come between Nikki and I..."

"I'm not," Paul insisted. "I'm telling you what I saw. I lost it with her and told her to fuck off out of my office and she told me to do everyone a favour and fuck off out of all of your lives."

"Why would you speak to her like that, huh?" Stephanie demanded angrily. "Why would you do that? After everything Nikki has done for me you speak to her like that? And then she reacts to it and you're making her out to be the one in the wrong?"

"Would you calm down?" Paul said, not really surprised that much by Stephanie illogical reaction. "I'm telling you that there's something going on with her. Think about it, all this time that she's been 'helping' you, how much worse could our lives actually be at this point?"

"What is that supposed to mean?" Stephanie's voice rose as she turned off the TV.

Her attitude and her blind defence of Nikki was making Paul angry himself. "What I mean is you're obviously still sick, our marriage is falling apart, our family is suffering because of it and you're too obsessed with taking over the damn company to realise it. As I said, how could things be any worse right now?"

Stephanie jumped up and yelled, "I'm trying my fucking best! I gave you everything you wanted earlier when we talked in your office and now you come with this? Why are you always trying to drag me down? It's no surprise that I'm always sick!"

"I'm not trying to drag you down," Paul yelled back, frustration taking over. "I'm not even talking about you. I'm trying to talk to you about Nikki for God's sake!"

"Well don't talk to me about Nikki! Don't talk to me about anything! She said that you would do this! I'm out of here!"

She stormed out of the room and Paul followed. He demanded, "What do you mean you're out of here?"

Stephanie had picked up her car keys and she was putting a coat on, "I can't live like this Paul. Nikki was right earlier, she said you would do this. I need a break from you and I'm going to take Nikki's advice and stay at their house."

"What do you mean she said I would do this?" Paul asked a lot more quietly, concerned to say the least.

Stephanie was making to leave the room but she stopped in the doorway and turned around. "Nikki came to me before I left the office. She told me about all of the abuse you threw at her and she said that for some reason you seem to hate her and that the next thing you would try would be turning me against her. Well, we know what you're doing Paul and I'm not going to listen to it. I don't know why you're being like this but I'm going to stay at their house, I need to get away from you."

Paul was so stunned that his anger actually subsided and was replaced by the realisation that Nikki was actually trying to end his marriage. What the fuck was she doing? "My God, what is she doing? Why is she filling your head with this bullshit?"

Stephanie looked at him and her expression was a mixture of sadness and pity. "What happened to you Paul? I used to love you so much and now I can't stand you. The one person who is always there for me and supports me and you try to poison me against her. I can't even look at you any more."

Paul's head was spinning. "What the fuck is going on? This is crazy, she's the one poisoning you against me! Can't you see that?"

Stephanie shook her head, walked down the hallway and opened the front door and was half way through it by the time Paul caught up to her and grabbed her arm. "Stop. Listen to me for a minute, this is fucked up..."

Stephanie looked at her arm where Paul was holding it and then as she looked him in the eye and her eyes burned into him. "Don't touch me like that again. Actually don't touch me at all again, ever. Stay away from me."

Paul let go of Stephanie's arm in shock and she quickly stormed out of the door and slammed it behind her. Paul's head was still spinning. "What the fuck are you doing Nikki, you fucking bitch?" He breathed to himself

Vince and Nikki had just finished eating dinner. As Nikki loaded the dishwasher Vince worked on the second glass of pineapple juice that Nikki had made for him. He hoped that he knew what that meant for later, there was only usually one thing that Nikki serving him pineapple juice meant. Nikki finished what she was doing and turned to face him. "Vince I've been thinking about something."

"What's that sweetheart?"

Nikki walked over and stood over Vince as he sat at the table. She continued in her sweet, soft voice as she looked right into his eyes, "I was thinking about what you said when you proposed to me. We're not here forever and you never know what's going to happen. I want to marry you Vince."

"We already did this," Vince laughed. "I asked you to marry me and you said yes."

Nikki smiled, "I mean that I want to marry you as soon as possible, cuddle bear. I love you and I want to commit myself to you for the rest of our lives."

Vince was surprised to say the least as he stood and hugged her. "The rest of my life you mean," he clarified with a small laugh. "You really mean it don't you? You want to get married as soon as we can?"

"Of course I do. If we do it before you retire we can take as long as we like for our honeymoon after you retire. Steph won't mind me taking time out of the office. What do you think?"

"I'd love to darling," Vince grinned, the idea of a holiday alone sounded great, let alone a honeymoon after marrying Nikki. "I was going to suggest that we keep it to a small family service anyway. We can invite Steph, Paul and the girls, Shane, Marissa and the boys and Daniel, Brie and your parents. How does that sound?"

Vince saw Nikki's eyes fill with tears as she looked up at him. "That sounds perfect, so perfect. I love you so much."

"I love you too sweetheart," Vince almost whispered and kissed her.

Nikki returned his kiss and Vince pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her. The kissing grew more intense and after a long moment Nikki pulled away just long enough to purr, "Carry me upstairs."

Not needing to be told twice Vince picked her up and she lay sideways in his arms, stretching up so that she could continue to kiss him. As he carried her up the stairs her continual kisses added to the smell and taste of her finally began to generate a reaction and he felt himself begin to harden. It frustrated him that it took longer than it had in the past but he knew that Nikki would not take all that long to get him there when they were in the bedroom. He carried her into the bedroom and as he put her down on the bed she pulled him down on top of her and then rolled him over and Vince felt her tearing his pants open and he groaned in pleasure at the anticipation of what was to come next. A few seconds later Nikki had his length in her hand and she began to work her lips up and down the side of it, caressing him with them as her hand moved up and down him.

He began to get harder and Nikki began to lick him as her hand continued its work she licked around the tip of his shaft and Vince could not help himself groaning again in pleasure. After a couple of minutes of this he reached the point where he was as hard as he could be and she did the thing the he liked the most, she pushed his foreskin back with her lips and then ever so gently nibbled on him just below where the head of his penis met the shaft. It always drove him wild when she did that and now her hand began to work more firmly and slightly quicker and he began to thrust slightly in rhythm with the movements she was making with her head and mouth. She added even more pleasure a couple of minutes later as he approached his climax, which sadly did not take him long any more, by taking his testicles in one hand and squeezing them just the perfect amount to give the slightest sensation of pain and the absolute confirmation that she was in complete control of him.

She moaned as loudly as he did as he came and she took all of it in her mouth and made sure that she looked him in the eye as she swallowed it. She would only do that if he had been drinking pineapple juice. Vince had no idea why and right now he did not care in the least. "I love you Nikki," he said with a very satisfied smile.