It wasn't until late that afternoon when Charlie finally woke up once again. The exhaustion from the plane ride yesterday and staying up all night finally catching up with him.
By then the strippers hand all gone, along with Desmond, who'd went off to get some breakfast and try to locate his ex girlfriend. Only Nick was left.
"Hey" She greeted him with a smile as soon as his eyes opened, giving him a bit of a scare. "We're you watching me sleep?" He questioned, eyeing her curiously as he sat up, glad to know his head ache had passed.
"Yeah, you were talking" She explained with a laugh and a shrug, kneeling at the side of his bed. "Was I?" He questioned, finding it a bit strange. She nodded in conformation.
"What did I say?" He asked curiously, feeling around for his shirt. And boxers. And pants. If it wasn't just nick in the room, he might have felt the need to be a bit more modest, but Nick had seen him naked plenty of times and her was no longer concerned with covering himself up.
"Something about a girl named Claire" She explained with a suggestive hint in her voice. Charlie stared at her for a moment in disbelief.
"What about a girl named Claire?" He insisted, hoping he didn't say anything to inappropriate. Sure, he had plenty of dirty thoughts about Claire, but he was pretty hell bent on keeping them to himself.
"I'm not really sure, you were just mumbling. That's why was so close up, I was trying to hear what you were saying" She explained, leaning her elbows on the bed. "Hm" Charlie muttered in response, giving a little shrug before he continued to look for his cloths.
"So who is she?" Nick questioned curiously, desperate to know about the women he was rambling about. He hadn't said much in his sleep other then her name, but the fact that he was talking about her in his sleep alone must mean he thought about her a lot.
"She's a girl who was on the crash" Charlie explained, trying not to give to much away. "Uh,hu" Nick nodded, encouraging him to continue.
"Well, she was stuck with the rest of us on the island and we became good friends" Charlie continued, hoping she would drop it.
Every moment she distracted him was another moment he had to go without cloths, and the thought of Claire fresh in his mind was making his nudity a bit more uncomfortable then he'd initially hoped.
"So, where is she now?" Nick asked curiously, wondering why he'd brought back two guys instead of her.
"Somewhere in Australia" He replied, finally locating his pants, which were wedged against between the head board and the mattress. He shook his head, wondering how in hell they'd managed to get there.
"Oh" Nick replied, looking a bit disappointed at the tone he used in his response. He sounded bitter, and that worried her some.
"She's supposed to call as soon as she gets settled in" Charlie explained, shining some light on the sad departure.
"Oh" Nick replied once again, brightening up a little. "Then what?" She asked curiously, leaning her elbows against the bed, close to his thighs.
"What do you mean?" He asked curiously, struggling to fix his jeans, which were all tangled and inside out.
"Well, if I remember correctly, the pattern goes 'first comes love, then comes marriage-" Nick began teasingly, unable to keep from cracking a smile before she could finish.
"Shut up" Charlie replied, giving up on the pants and throwing them at her head as punishment for the stupid remark. "Besides, she already has a kid" He added, as he stood up, about to head over to the dresser to get a clean pair of pants.
At that moment, the bath room door opened and Sawyer emerged, dressed in no more in a towel, walking out just in time to see Charlie standing, naked, with nick in front of him, on her knees.
"Lesbian, huh?" He questioned teasingly through a mouth full of tooth paste as he headed over to the sink, ready to spit.
Charlie rolled his eyes and grabbed the sheet from his bed to cover himself as he quickly made his way over to the dresser, not wanting to be naked in front of Sawyer any longer then he had to.
Nick pushed herself off the floor and rose to her feet as well, feeling a bit embarrassed in the presence of two half naked men, especially since one of them was dripping wet. She glanced at him from across the counter, watching as he leaned over the sink to spit out the tooth paste that filled his mouth.
From the few short encounters she shared with him, it was clear that he was a complete and utter ass whole. But, she couldn't help but admit to herself that he was indeed a hot one.
He lifted his head up and looked at her suddenly, grinning in amusement once he realized she was staring at him. Nick felt her face turn red and quickly turned away, trying to remember the last time a man hand made her feel that way.
But as she turned to face the opposite direction, just in time to see Charlie zip up his pants, she remembered. Charlie had been the last guy she'd dated, more then four years ago. They decided they were better off as friends, and continued living together after the break up.
He was just that nice of a guy.The hadn't even argued about it. She told him she didn't want to date any more, that she thought she might be more attracted to girls, and that was that. that was the last time a man had ever turned her on. At least, until now.
Charlie glanced back up at her curiously, wondering why she was watching him zip his pants. The fact that she was blushing made the whole thought all the more confusing.
Then he watched as she looked back over her shoulder, twirling a ringlet of her dark brown locks around her finger as she watched Sawyer straightened back up and casually drop his tooth brush in the sink before heading over to the refrigerator to check for more bear, and suddenly it all made since.
A grin crossed his face as he made the realization, and he quickly turned around so that she didn't take notice to the look on his face. Apparently living with Sawyer was going to be a bit more interesting then he thought.