Nick and Sara got as far as the parking lot. Sara cupped the sides of
Nick's face with her hands and pulled him down for another kiss before he
could unlock the passenger side of his Tahoe. She leaned against the SUV
and allowed him to press his body against hers. It wasn't until a car
pulled into the lot near them that they broke apart grinning.
"Nick, let's get out of here." Sara breathed heavily looking into his eyes.
Nick raised an eyebrow, "Your house or mine?"
A smile played at Sara's lips, "Yours is closer."
Nick grinned and chuckled as he unlocked the passenger side of the Tahoe and then walked around to the driver's side and climbed in. He threaded the SUV through traffic and after what felt like an eternity, pulled into his driveway.
The pair walked hand in hand up the walk to the front door. Once the front door was closed and locked, Nick turned around. He and Sara stood there staring at each other.
Nick raised a curious eyebrow as the color seemed to drain out of Sara's face. An unsettled look crossed her face and she swore as she rushed toward the bathroom, just making it in time to throw up. Nick was beyond concerned as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom, "Sara, maybe I should take you to a doctor."
Sara shook her head. She rinsed her mouth out and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. "I'll be fine."
Nick raised an unbelieving eyebrow, "Sara, that's the third time today I've seen you throw up. I don't think that qualifies as fine."
Sara took a deep breath and walked over and took Nick's hand. "Maybe we should talk."
Nick looked a bit confused but followed her over to the couch. "What's going on?"
A sheepish expression crossed her face, "When I'm really nervous, I tend to throw up."
A curious expression crossed Nick's face. "I make you nervous?"
She nodded, looking at the floor before meeting his gaze.
"Sara, we don't have to do anything that you're not comfortable with. I don't want you to feel pressured." Nick looked at her with concern.
Sara let out a chuckle, "It's not that. Trust me it's not that."
Nick was confused, "Then what is it? I'm not sure I understand."
Sara squeezed Nick's hand, "I'm falling in love with you." She turned her gaze away from him, not wanting to see his expression and wanting to all at the same time. She was afraid that this might just be something physical for him.
Nick reached over and cupped Sara's cheek with his hand. She looked up at him. Nick was smiling. "Sara, I've been falling in love with you since the day I met you."
Shock registered on Sara's face for the second time that day. It gave way to a wide smile.
Nick raised an eyebrow, "If I kiss you are you going to throw up again?"
Sara shook her head.
Nick smiled. His thumb caressed her cheek and his fingers tangled in her hair as he leaned in to kiss her.
A smile was etched on Sara's face as Nick broke the kiss. Her hands slid up his chest and snaked around his neck, her fingers played at the nape of his neck as she pulled him in for another kiss. They tasted each others lips thoroughly and lingeringly. Lips parted and tongues became reacquainted in a slow sensuous dance. Nick's arms snaked around Sara's waist, his hands caressing her back through the fabric of her shirt. He leaned back into the couch pulling Sara with him. A giggle escaped Sara's throat and she broke the kiss pushing herself up into a seated position on Nick's legs.
Nick raised a curious eyebrow, "Too much?"
Sara shook her head. Nick grinned as she unbuttoned his shirt, sliding her hands up his bare chest as she leaned back down to kiss him, her hands splayed out on his chest.
Nick smiled into the kiss. His fingers skimmed her waist as they slid under her shirt and began to caress the skin of her back. The kiss deepened. Their tongues once again engaged in an intimate dance.
Sara broke the kiss and sat up for a moment not breaking eye contact with Nick. His hands rested on her waist. In a single movement, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, flinging it off to the side.
Nick hungrily took in the image of Sara in her lacy bra. "Damn, you're gorgeous, Sara."
Sara grinned at Nick and slid her hands up his chest as she leaned back down to kiss him deeply. Nick's hands gripped her waist and pulled her firmly against him. They broke the kiss and Sara rested her head on Nick's shoulder. The sensation of her bare stomach against his as they breathed was intoxicating. Their arms and legs entwined, and they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms on Nick's couch.
Nick raised an eyebrow, "Your house or mine?"
A smile played at Sara's lips, "Yours is closer."
Nick grinned and chuckled as he unlocked the passenger side of the Tahoe and then walked around to the driver's side and climbed in. He threaded the SUV through traffic and after what felt like an eternity, pulled into his driveway.
The pair walked hand in hand up the walk to the front door. Once the front door was closed and locked, Nick turned around. He and Sara stood there staring at each other.
Nick raised a curious eyebrow as the color seemed to drain out of Sara's face. An unsettled look crossed her face and she swore as she rushed toward the bathroom, just making it in time to throw up. Nick was beyond concerned as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom, "Sara, maybe I should take you to a doctor."
Sara shook her head. She rinsed her mouth out and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. "I'll be fine."
Nick raised an unbelieving eyebrow, "Sara, that's the third time today I've seen you throw up. I don't think that qualifies as fine."
Sara took a deep breath and walked over and took Nick's hand. "Maybe we should talk."
Nick looked a bit confused but followed her over to the couch. "What's going on?"
A sheepish expression crossed her face, "When I'm really nervous, I tend to throw up."
A curious expression crossed Nick's face. "I make you nervous?"
She nodded, looking at the floor before meeting his gaze.
"Sara, we don't have to do anything that you're not comfortable with. I don't want you to feel pressured." Nick looked at her with concern.
Sara let out a chuckle, "It's not that. Trust me it's not that."
Nick was confused, "Then what is it? I'm not sure I understand."
Sara squeezed Nick's hand, "I'm falling in love with you." She turned her gaze away from him, not wanting to see his expression and wanting to all at the same time. She was afraid that this might just be something physical for him.
Nick reached over and cupped Sara's cheek with his hand. She looked up at him. Nick was smiling. "Sara, I've been falling in love with you since the day I met you."
Shock registered on Sara's face for the second time that day. It gave way to a wide smile.
Nick raised an eyebrow, "If I kiss you are you going to throw up again?"
Sara shook her head.
Nick smiled. His thumb caressed her cheek and his fingers tangled in her hair as he leaned in to kiss her.
A smile was etched on Sara's face as Nick broke the kiss. Her hands slid up his chest and snaked around his neck, her fingers played at the nape of his neck as she pulled him in for another kiss. They tasted each others lips thoroughly and lingeringly. Lips parted and tongues became reacquainted in a slow sensuous dance. Nick's arms snaked around Sara's waist, his hands caressing her back through the fabric of her shirt. He leaned back into the couch pulling Sara with him. A giggle escaped Sara's throat and she broke the kiss pushing herself up into a seated position on Nick's legs.
Nick raised a curious eyebrow, "Too much?"
Sara shook her head. Nick grinned as she unbuttoned his shirt, sliding her hands up his bare chest as she leaned back down to kiss him, her hands splayed out on his chest.
Nick smiled into the kiss. His fingers skimmed her waist as they slid under her shirt and began to caress the skin of her back. The kiss deepened. Their tongues once again engaged in an intimate dance.
Sara broke the kiss and sat up for a moment not breaking eye contact with Nick. His hands rested on her waist. In a single movement, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, flinging it off to the side.
Nick hungrily took in the image of Sara in her lacy bra. "Damn, you're gorgeous, Sara."
Sara grinned at Nick and slid her hands up his chest as she leaned back down to kiss him deeply. Nick's hands gripped her waist and pulled her firmly against him. They broke the kiss and Sara rested her head on Nick's shoulder. The sensation of her bare stomach against his as they breathed was intoxicating. Their arms and legs entwined, and they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms on Nick's couch.