They were in the middle of a pretty intense kiss and Nick's hand, which was
already halfway up Sara's shirt, began to drift a little higher when
something occurred to Sara. She stiffened and broke the kiss, wrapping her
fingers around Nick's wrist as she pulled his hand out from under her
shirt.
Confusion clouded Nick's face. "What?"
Sara smiled at him nervously. "Uh, we still have a few things we need to talk about before things get completely out of control here."
Nick's hormones had been about ready to kick into overdrive when Sara had pushed him away and he wasn't thinking clearly. "Talk?"
She nodded and bit her lower lip. "We still need to talk about what happened or didn't happen yesterday."
Nick tried to focus. "I thought we already talked about that."
Sara shook her head. "No, we didn't, not really."
"But we decided that we wanted to date each other." Nick clearly wasn't on the same wavelength as Sara.
Sara smirked. "I want to date you, Nick. But that's not what I'm talking about."
It suddenly dawned on him what Sara was referring to. "Oh, you're still worried about whether or not we had sex."
"Still? Nick, if we had sex it was unprotected. Now you might not see that as a problem, but I do." Sara had an edge of panic in her voice.
Nick reached over and took her hand. "Sara, let's try and think about this logically."
Her eyebrows shot up. "Logically? Nick, did you know that there are documented cases of impregnation without penetration?"
If she hadn't been so serious, Nick would have laughed. Instead, he let out a deep breath and tried to keep the corners of his mouth from twitching upward. "What is the statistical probability of that happening?"
"I don't care. If it's happened once, the possibility exists for it to happen again." Sara was definitely not thinking logically. For once in her life, her emotions were completely ruling her line of thinking.
Nick tried another approach. "So whether or not we actually had sex, you're going to worry about this."
"But what if I'm pregnant?" Sara's voice was filled with panic.
Nick squeezed her hand. "What if you're not? When are you supposed to get your period?"
Sara bit at her lip. "Next week."
"Then we'll know for sure." Nick's tone implied that he'd found the solution to the problem.
"Nick, did you know that you can be pregnant and still get your period the first month." Sara informed him.
Nick let out a deep breath. "No, I didn't know that." He looked at her for a moment and then moved to stand up. "Maybe I should go."
Sara shook her head. "No."
Nick chuckled softly in frustration. "I'm not sure what you want me to do here. You're worried that you might be pregnant because we may or may not have had sex. And even if we didn't have sex, which I'm inclined to believe because I really hate to think I wouldn't remember making love to you, you're still worried. I don't know what to do."
"Don't leave." Sara pleaded with her eyes.
Nick closed his eyes for a moment and let out a deep breath. "Look, I know this is scary, but we can't do anything about what did or didn't happen yesterday. All I know is I want to be with you and you want to be with me. Can't we just figure this out as we go along?"
"I'm sorry, Nick." Sara's voice sounded small and unsure.
Nick pulled her into a hug. "You have nothing to apologize for. If I hadn't been such a huge chicken, I could have asked you out a long time ago and we wouldn't have had to get drunk to admit to each other that we wanted more than just friendship."
Sara smiled. "What are we going to tell everyone at work?"
"Uh, I thought we said we were going to tell them that we were dating." Nick sounded a little confused.
"No, I mean, they're going to want to know why." She pulled out of the hug and looked at him. "What are we going to tell them?"
Nick chuckled softly. "Well, since telling the truth is out of the question."
Sara smacked him. "You better believe it is. If word gets out about the ALS, we are never going to live that down."
Nick raised an eyebrow and rubbed his shoulder. "Ever consider a boxing career?"
Sara raised an eyebrow in challenge. "I didn't smack you that hard."
Nick's lips twitched into a smile.
Sara chuckled. "What are we going to tell them?"
"We could tell them part of the truth. They already know you got drunk, we could just tell them I kissed you, we don't have to tell them the rest." Nick suggested, pulling her back into a hug.
Sara considered that for a moment. "That could work."
"Is there anything else we need to talk about? Because I don't want to start kissing you again until we get this all hashed out." There was a hint of amusement in his tone.
Sara leaned up and kissed him. "Just one thing." She kissed him again.
Nick tightened his grip on her waist. "What's that?" He kissed her.
She murmured against his lips. "Do." Kiss. "You." Kiss. "Have." Kiss. "Protection?" Kiss.
Nick let out a groan and broke the kiss, resting his forehead against hers. "No. I didn't want to be presumptuous."
Sara closed her eyes and exhaled heavily. "Nick." There was a mixture of longing and disappointment in her voice.
Nick cupped her cheek with his hand. "Hey, I didn't want to come over here expecting anything, Sara. I came to talk so we could figure things out."
"I know." Her voice was a whisper.
"I should go." Nick whispered. He knew if he didn't they would end up in bed and then Sara would really be worried about the possibility of getting pregnant. Next time, he'd come prepared.
"Ok." The tone in her voice implied that she clearly didn't want him to go.
"I'll be prepared next time. Ok?" Nick really didn't want to leave any more than she wanted him to.
Sara nodded. "Ok."
Nick leaned in and kissed her one last time before standing up and grabbing his jacket. "I'll see you tonight."
Sara walked over to where he stood by the door and leaned up to kiss him again. "Ok."
Nick smiled as he pulled away and then headed out the door.
It was only after he was gone that Sara realized that he was still in possession of her underwear.
Confusion clouded Nick's face. "What?"
Sara smiled at him nervously. "Uh, we still have a few things we need to talk about before things get completely out of control here."
Nick's hormones had been about ready to kick into overdrive when Sara had pushed him away and he wasn't thinking clearly. "Talk?"
She nodded and bit her lower lip. "We still need to talk about what happened or didn't happen yesterday."
Nick tried to focus. "I thought we already talked about that."
Sara shook her head. "No, we didn't, not really."
"But we decided that we wanted to date each other." Nick clearly wasn't on the same wavelength as Sara.
Sara smirked. "I want to date you, Nick. But that's not what I'm talking about."
It suddenly dawned on him what Sara was referring to. "Oh, you're still worried about whether or not we had sex."
"Still? Nick, if we had sex it was unprotected. Now you might not see that as a problem, but I do." Sara had an edge of panic in her voice.
Nick reached over and took her hand. "Sara, let's try and think about this logically."
Her eyebrows shot up. "Logically? Nick, did you know that there are documented cases of impregnation without penetration?"
If she hadn't been so serious, Nick would have laughed. Instead, he let out a deep breath and tried to keep the corners of his mouth from twitching upward. "What is the statistical probability of that happening?"
"I don't care. If it's happened once, the possibility exists for it to happen again." Sara was definitely not thinking logically. For once in her life, her emotions were completely ruling her line of thinking.
Nick tried another approach. "So whether or not we actually had sex, you're going to worry about this."
"But what if I'm pregnant?" Sara's voice was filled with panic.
Nick squeezed her hand. "What if you're not? When are you supposed to get your period?"
Sara bit at her lip. "Next week."
"Then we'll know for sure." Nick's tone implied that he'd found the solution to the problem.
"Nick, did you know that you can be pregnant and still get your period the first month." Sara informed him.
Nick let out a deep breath. "No, I didn't know that." He looked at her for a moment and then moved to stand up. "Maybe I should go."
Sara shook her head. "No."
Nick chuckled softly in frustration. "I'm not sure what you want me to do here. You're worried that you might be pregnant because we may or may not have had sex. And even if we didn't have sex, which I'm inclined to believe because I really hate to think I wouldn't remember making love to you, you're still worried. I don't know what to do."
"Don't leave." Sara pleaded with her eyes.
Nick closed his eyes for a moment and let out a deep breath. "Look, I know this is scary, but we can't do anything about what did or didn't happen yesterday. All I know is I want to be with you and you want to be with me. Can't we just figure this out as we go along?"
"I'm sorry, Nick." Sara's voice sounded small and unsure.
Nick pulled her into a hug. "You have nothing to apologize for. If I hadn't been such a huge chicken, I could have asked you out a long time ago and we wouldn't have had to get drunk to admit to each other that we wanted more than just friendship."
Sara smiled. "What are we going to tell everyone at work?"
"Uh, I thought we said we were going to tell them that we were dating." Nick sounded a little confused.
"No, I mean, they're going to want to know why." She pulled out of the hug and looked at him. "What are we going to tell them?"
Nick chuckled softly. "Well, since telling the truth is out of the question."
Sara smacked him. "You better believe it is. If word gets out about the ALS, we are never going to live that down."
Nick raised an eyebrow and rubbed his shoulder. "Ever consider a boxing career?"
Sara raised an eyebrow in challenge. "I didn't smack you that hard."
Nick's lips twitched into a smile.
Sara chuckled. "What are we going to tell them?"
"We could tell them part of the truth. They already know you got drunk, we could just tell them I kissed you, we don't have to tell them the rest." Nick suggested, pulling her back into a hug.
Sara considered that for a moment. "That could work."
"Is there anything else we need to talk about? Because I don't want to start kissing you again until we get this all hashed out." There was a hint of amusement in his tone.
Sara leaned up and kissed him. "Just one thing." She kissed him again.
Nick tightened his grip on her waist. "What's that?" He kissed her.
She murmured against his lips. "Do." Kiss. "You." Kiss. "Have." Kiss. "Protection?" Kiss.
Nick let out a groan and broke the kiss, resting his forehead against hers. "No. I didn't want to be presumptuous."
Sara closed her eyes and exhaled heavily. "Nick." There was a mixture of longing and disappointment in her voice.
Nick cupped her cheek with his hand. "Hey, I didn't want to come over here expecting anything, Sara. I came to talk so we could figure things out."
"I know." Her voice was a whisper.
"I should go." Nick whispered. He knew if he didn't they would end up in bed and then Sara would really be worried about the possibility of getting pregnant. Next time, he'd come prepared.
"Ok." The tone in her voice implied that she clearly didn't want him to go.
"I'll be prepared next time. Ok?" Nick really didn't want to leave any more than she wanted him to.
Sara nodded. "Ok."
Nick leaned in and kissed her one last time before standing up and grabbing his jacket. "I'll see you tonight."
Sara walked over to where he stood by the door and leaned up to kiss him again. "Ok."
Nick smiled as he pulled away and then headed out the door.
It was only after he was gone that Sara realized that he was still in possession of her underwear.
