The late morning sunlight filtering in through the bedroom window, slowly woke Nancy from her peaceful slumber. She opened her eyes to find herself tightly wrapped in the arms of Frank. With a contented sigh, Nancy snuggled closer to him and recalled the events of the previous night. Ending up in bed with Frank Hardy had not been on her agenda last night, but then again neither had been catching Ned out with another woman. 'I hope Frank realizes that this didn't happen just because I was upset about Ned,' she thought to herself. She had always cared for Frank, and deep down a part of her even loved him. There had never been a right time to sort out their feelings for each other, until last night.
"Morning, beautiful," Nancy heard Frank whisper as he brushed a stray strand of hair away from her face.
"Morning, handsome," she blushed as she reached up softly brushed her lips against his.

Frank's eyes searched Nancy's face as he attempted to figure out what she was thinking. 'I hope she doesn't think I overstepped the boundaries last night,' he thought. Out loud he asked, "Any regrets?"
Nancy's eyes clouded over, "None," she answered slowly, "Do you?"
Frank shook his head no. "God no, Nan. I just wanted to make sure you didn't think I took advantage of the situation last night."
Relief flooded throughout Nancy. "I think I was just as much the instigator as you were. But I don't regret what happened at all." A wicked grin spread over Nancy's face. "In fact, I rather enjoyed what happened last night. Up for a repeat performance?" she asked rasing her eyebrows suggestively.
"You're on," Frank grinned before rolling her over and kissing her senseless.

"Talk about a great wake up call," Frank panted as he and Nancy laid tangled together in the sheets once more.
"I agree," Nancy replied. "A girl could get used to that." Her face fell as she realized that Frank was only in town for a short while. In fact, she wasn't sure when he was supposed to be returning to New York.
"I'm in town through the end of next week," he said, as if reading her mind. "After that, well, we'll figure something out."
"I'd like that," Nancy admitted. "Breakfast?" she asked as she stood up and donned her robe.
"Breakfast would be great," Frank said. "Give me a minute and I'll be in there to help."
Leaning over and placing a quick kiss on his lips, Nancy said, "Take your time."
She practically floated through the apartment and into the kitchen. 'Last night was amazing,' she thought to herself as she pulled pots and pans out of the cupboard.
As she retrieved items from the refrigerator, she heard the faint sound of a key in the door. "What the.." she muttered to herself. As she stepped into the living room she found herself face to face with Ned coming through the doorway.
Shocked, Nancy asked, "How did you get in here?"
He dangled his keys in front of her. "Spare set. Nancy, about last night..." Ned started to explain.
Just then Frank's voiced echoed through the apartment. "Nan, have you seen my..." Frank stepped into the living room wearing only his pants, still with the belt unbuckled. "Shirt," he finished as he stopped abruptly at the sight of Ned in the living room. "Ned," he acknowledged quietly.
"Frank," gritted Ned through clenched teeth. His eyes flashed in anger at Nancy, "I don't believe you," he directed at her.
"Yeah, well, I didn't believe what I saw last night either," Nancy retorted angrily. Turning to Frank she shook her head. "I didn't see it anywhere."
Deciding it would be best to give the ex couple some space, Frank backed out of the room. "Don't worry, I'm sure I can find it." His eyes instructed Nancy to let him know if things got out of control. He then turned his gaze on Ned, and gave him a stony glare before retreating to the bedroom.
Nancy felt Ned's hand on her arm twisting her back in his direction. "Nan - I can't believe what I'm seeing here. You see me at dinner with someone else, you assume the worst, not even bothering to listen to my side of the story, and next thing I know, I find Frank Hardy walking out of our bedroom half dressed?! What in the hell is wrong with you?"
"What in the hell is wrong with me?" Nancy exclaimed. "In case you forgot, you were the one that was sneaking around on me behind my back!" Taking a deep breath, she continued. "I don't owe you an explanation, Ned. I told you last night it was over. What I do and who I see now is none of your business," Nancy said as calmly as she could, as the anger boiled up inside her.
"But Nancy, I can explain what you saw last night..." Ned attempted to explain.
Nancy held up her hand to stop him. "Ned, look... I don't want to hear it. And I don't want to fight with you anymore.. I just want this to be over with as quickly and calmly as possible. Please, just collect your things and go," she pleaded.
"But, Nan, if you would just listen to me for a minute..."
"Please, Ned - don't," Nancy stated. "I'm going to go get dressed and then Frank and I will leave. By the time we get back, please be gone."
Ned shook his head in defeat. "Fine. Have it your way. I'll be out of the apartment and our of your life in a matter of hours."