Promise Me ~ Chapter 11
~The Cottage~ Nikolas sat trying to figure out just what he had gotten himself involved in. A roommate, a female one for that matter, moving in with him in less then a day? He didn't know anything about her, except that she knew Lucky, which wasn't really saying much.
So now Nikolas sat by the window waiting for them to return. He was growing restless, wanting, needing to know about the beautiful stranger that had abruptly entered his life.
A thousand questions ran through Nikolas' mind as he moved away from the window in order to pace in front of the cozy little fireplace in the center of the picturesque cottage. Who was she? Where did she come from?
Nikolas was ripped away from his thoughts as Gia barreled through the door soon to be followed by Lucky.
"Did you need help getting more of you're things out of the car?" Nikolas turned to welcome them.
"No, apparently this is it," Lucky said with a hint if suspicious sarcasm in his voice, as he put down Caitie's very few bags.
"So I pack light, what exactly are you insinuating?" Gia turned on the couch to face Lucky's teasing.
"Oh, insinuating someone went to college."
Nikolas listened as the two teased back and forth. A part of him was jealous he never had friends to do that with, and they both just seemed at ease.
"So Caitie, what are your plans for tomorrow?" Nikolas asked.
"Well, uh, I have a job interview tomorrow morning, and then-"
"Already? That's kind of fast, isn't it? Or, did you come to town for that?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Nikolas, back off give her room to breathe."
"Thanks, Lucky," Gia said, relieved Lucky had cut in, "otherwise I was just going to unpack. Why?"
"Well I thought we should take sometime to settle some ground r-"
"What is up with you and these stupid rules?" Gia asked, starting to get.
"Well it's just that I don't know anything about you, and you know nothing about me. I mean, all I know is your name. Where are you from? Why are you in Port Charles? How old are you? And--"
"Alright STOP! I get it." She hadn't meant to yell, but Nikolas' inquisition was making her nervous.
"We'll set your stupid boring ground rules, and I'll tell you who I am."
Lucky and Nikolas looked at each other and back at Caitie, with their curiosity peaked.
~The Cottage~ Nikolas sat trying to figure out just what he had gotten himself involved in. A roommate, a female one for that matter, moving in with him in less then a day? He didn't know anything about her, except that she knew Lucky, which wasn't really saying much.
So now Nikolas sat by the window waiting for them to return. He was growing restless, wanting, needing to know about the beautiful stranger that had abruptly entered his life.
A thousand questions ran through Nikolas' mind as he moved away from the window in order to pace in front of the cozy little fireplace in the center of the picturesque cottage. Who was she? Where did she come from?
Nikolas was ripped away from his thoughts as Gia barreled through the door soon to be followed by Lucky.
"Did you need help getting more of you're things out of the car?" Nikolas turned to welcome them.
"No, apparently this is it," Lucky said with a hint if suspicious sarcasm in his voice, as he put down Caitie's very few bags.
"So I pack light, what exactly are you insinuating?" Gia turned on the couch to face Lucky's teasing.
"Oh, insinuating someone went to college."
Nikolas listened as the two teased back and forth. A part of him was jealous he never had friends to do that with, and they both just seemed at ease.
"So Caitie, what are your plans for tomorrow?" Nikolas asked.
"Well, uh, I have a job interview tomorrow morning, and then-"
"Already? That's kind of fast, isn't it? Or, did you come to town for that?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Nikolas, back off give her room to breathe."
"Thanks, Lucky," Gia said, relieved Lucky had cut in, "otherwise I was just going to unpack. Why?"
"Well I thought we should take sometime to settle some ground r-"
"What is up with you and these stupid rules?" Gia asked, starting to get.
"Well it's just that I don't know anything about you, and you know nothing about me. I mean, all I know is your name. Where are you from? Why are you in Port Charles? How old are you? And--"
"Alright STOP! I get it." She hadn't meant to yell, but Nikolas' inquisition was making her nervous.
"We'll set your stupid boring ground rules, and I'll tell you who I am."
Lucky and Nikolas looked at each other and back at Caitie, with their curiosity peaked.
