Chapter 4
As Sara walked into Nick's house she noticed Nick sleeping on the couch. AS she stepped closer to him she saw that his cheeks were tear stained. At the though of Nick crying, it brought tears to her own eyes. She stood about four feet away from the couch , to afraid to go any nearer to him. "Nick" She called and his eyes shot open.
"Sara! What are you doing here?" He asked as he stood up himself.
"Catherine call me over. She said you needed me."
"Well I don't!" Nick snapped. " I didn't need you when I told you that I loved you and you didn't need me!" Tears started to spill from Sara's eyes. "Why are you here Sara? I love you and you don't love me! There is nothing that can be done!" Nick was crying and he had stepped closer to her, making their faces only inches apart.
"I do love you Nick! Why couldn't you see that before? I never would have gotten married. If you had told me that you loved me, I would have dropped everything to be with you. Why did you wait so long Nick?" She was sobbing.
"I was scared! Why didn't you do anything about it?" Nick asked angrily. Their faces still only inches apart.
"Because I was scared too. Wow." There was silence. Neither of the knew what to say. Nick's eyes locked onto Sara's. Both of their eyes searching for what to say next. Then it happened. Neither quite sure who initiated it, but it happened. His lips were on hers. Hungrily taking in every thing that could be taken in about her lips. Before Sara knew it Nick had her pinned between him and the wall. She didn't refuse. She accepted him an pulled him as close to her as humanly possible. But just as fast as it had started, Nick pulled his lips away. Both of their chests heaving. "Wow" She breathed.
"Sara we can't. You're married and I love you, but I don't want to ruin your life." She didn't answer him with words, instead she kissed him again. This time with more passion; if that were at all possible. She wrapped her arms around his neck not wanting to ever let go. He snaked an arm around her waist and the other had made it's way under her shirt, in search of bare skin. They pulled apart again when the need for air drove them apart.
"Sorry Nick, you're right. I'm married and this isn't right." She said but kept a firm grip on him, he hadn't let her go either.
"You're right." As soon as the words had left his mouth, her mouth was back on his. She deepened the kiss, her tongue seeking entrance to his mouth. He opened his mouth enough for her to slip her tongue in, and a low groan escaped his lips. She pushed herself off the wall and began to move them in the direction which she thought was his bedroom. Their mouths never giving up contact. Nick took the initiative and led her to his room, stripping each other of their clothes in the process. As they reached his room Sara pushed him inside and closed the door with her foot.