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As the elevator doors closed, they turned to look at each other. Nick couldn't believe he had just blurted it out again… Man, he really was an idiot. But as he stared into her giant, beautiful blue eyes, the eyes of his best friend and the love of his life. His Jessica Day, he could see something in them that he hadn't in a very long time. Did she…?

Had she heard him right? Is he really in love with her? Typical Nick Miller, always making her heart explode in a glittery, love filled mess. She stared into his deep brown eyes and she could see he had meant what he said. She could practically feel his love for her pouring out of the depths of his heart and soul through those sweet, expressive eyes she had grown to love so very much. She couldn't stand being away from him any longer. Stepping towards him, she heard him speak but it barely registered. She just wanted to be close to him, to feel his arms around her once again. It had been so long and she had missed him so much.

"Jess, I…"

Before he could finish his sentence she launched herself at him. "Shut up, Nick." She whispered before crashing her lips against his. Jess wrapped her arms tightly around his neck as Nick's big hands roamed over her back, taking in the feel of her perfect curves that he had been missing for years. They kissed for what felt like forever. They clung tightly to the other, just two people that had so desperately missed each other finally coming back together in a most passionate embrace.

As the need for air became too much, they pulled their lips aparts but their arms remained securely locked around each other. Nick kissed the tip of her nose and Jess felt her eyes fill with tears, only this time they weren't tears of heartbreak and longing, they were tears of pure, overwhelming joy. She finally had him right back where he belonged. My Nick Miller. She lifted her head, not missing the soft smile on his face and the glistening in his eyes. Her heart swelled in her chest knowing that this had affected him just as much as it did her. Nick lifted his hand that had been holding onto her shoulder for dear life, gently cupping her cheek. She nuzzled into it and turned her head slightly to lay a kiss on his warm palm. They both let out a teary laugh, never breaking eye contact.

"Nick..."

"Jess…"

They chuckled as they both went to speak at once. "You go first!" they said in unison, making them laugh even harder. Cutting her off, Nick leaned down and gave Jess a soft kiss on her supple lips. "You go first, Jess."

"Okay, but not here." Her voice breaking him out of his Jess-induced trance, Nick looked around just now realizing they were still standing in the elevator. Jess stepped away from him and he felt his body almost ache from the loss of her perfect, petite figure so snuggly against his own body. She laced her tiny fingers through his, walking out of the elevator. Nick looked back for just a second to see the note cards Jess had been holding when they had first met in the elevator, scattered and forgotten on the floor. Jess lead him through the loft and into his bedroom. Shutting the door behind them, she pulled him over to his bed. Turning to face him, she gently pushed on his shoulders. He sat down on the the edge of the bed and grabbed both of her hands in his. He smiled up at her before taking both of her hands up to his mouth, laying a soft kiss on each.

Jess softly smiled down at him, the man that she loved more than anyone else in the entire world. Her heart thundering in her chest. Nick looked up at her expectedly. "Go ahead, Jess." His voice was soft and low, easing her nerves just like he always did. "Okay…" She exhaled loudly.

"Nick, I've been lying to you for a year." He looked up at her with that adorably confused face that made the butterflies go crazy in her stomach. "All those times you have asked me what was wrong and why I had been acting so weird and all those lame excuses I gave you… They were all lies. It was never Sam or work or… Robby…" They both cringed at the mention of his name. "It was because.. Because I'm a blind idiot. I'm not sure why it took Sam pointing it out to me to realize something that I've known all along. I guess I thought I could move on, that I could fall in love and be happy with someone else, but I was a fool."

Nick pulled Jess into his lap, giving her a soft kiss on her cheek. "What did Sam point out to you, Jess?" She stood up, pulling Nick with her, she pushed him down so he was sitting with his legs stretched out along the bed and his back resting against the wall. She straddled him, kissing him softly on the lips. "Jess, I gotta say… It's gonna be really hard for me to pay attention to anything you have to say with you on top of me like this." He grabbed her hips and pushed himself up against her core. Jess let out a quiet moan, her arousal clouding her thoughts.

Getting her bearings back, She gave him a disapproving look, Nick just smiled up at her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Okay, I promise I'll behave… For now." She couldn't help but smile back down at him. God, he's adorable.

"Okay… You remember the night before Cece and Schmidt's wedding? When we played True American?" Nick nodded "Well… The whole reason I was so adamant about playing is because I found a ring in what I thought was Sam's jacket but actually ended up being Schmidt's mom's jacket… But anyway… I freaked out. I thought Sam was going to propose. I thought I was happy with him, yah know? But for some reason, the thought of actually marrying him never crossed my mind. I had no idea why… at first. I tried avoiding him the entire night, but then once we got locked behind the iron curtain, he broke up with me for Diane. He was never going to propose, he was going to break up with me."

Nick looked up at her with a slightly sad smile on his face. He never liked Sam, but seeing Jess hurt was unbearable. "I'm still sorry I wasn't there for you, Jess. I know he hurt you."

"He didn't hurt me, Nick. Yeah, breakups always suck, but the real hurt didn't come until the night of the wedding, but we'll get to that… So anyway, when I was walking Sam out to say goodbye to him that night, he asked me why I couldn't marry him. I didn't have an answer for him. I had asked both him and Cece how they knew that they had found the person that they wanted to spend the rest of their lives with. Neither of them could give me a real answer… They both said "You just know." I thought they were both crazy because... how? How do you just know? I told Sam I didn't know why and he just kept saying "C'mon, Jess. You know.." I had no idea what he was talking about. Like, what does he know that I don't?! Then he finally said it. The reason. It's you, Nick. You're the reason I couldn't marry Sam or any other guy for that matter."

Jess took Nick's face in her hands, rubbing his sexy scruff lovingly. They smiled at eachother and Jess ducked her head to kiss him softly before continuing.

"I thought he was crazy at first but I was lying to myself. When you said we should go to the wedding together, I felt something for you that I hadn't felt in so long. I had buried it deep down in my heart, but it was always there, I just got better at pushing it down over the years. I was so excited to just… have fun with you and be us again, but then… Reagan showed up. You were so excited to see her and I couldn't interfere with that. It didn't fully hit me until after I told her to go for you. Seeing you dancing with her… You looked so happy and I felt like I was completely falling apart."

"Jess…"

"And then when you told me you were leaving for New Orleans with her for 3 months… It took everything inside of me to not tell you how I felt. You were SO happy and I couldn't ruin that for you. Someone once told me that when you love someone, you do what's best for them, even if it sucks for you. I have been in love with you for so long, Nick. I thought you being gone for almost 3 months was hell, but actually having to live with you and… her…" Jess' voice cracked and Nick felt his heart crumble in his chest.

"Jess, if I would have known… It was always you, Jess. I am so sorry for putting you through that. I never thought in a million years thought that you would ever want to be with me again. I've loved you since the moment I first laid eyes on you. I just got really good at hiding it because I knew I had to. I never loved Reagan… Not really. I just thought she was my second chance, yah know, to be happy. But she never truly made me happy, it was always you. You always say the right thing, Jess. I just thought since you were always trying to help with our relationship that Reagan was what you thought I needed. I didn't want to screw it up but I knew it wasn't going to last. Most functioning relationships don't need an ex fixing all their problems for them. I just didn't want to be another weird detour…"

Jess crashed her lips against his. She couldn't believe after all this time, after all of his accomplishments over the past year that he could still think of himself like that. She pulled away from the kiss and took his face in her hands, looking deeply into his eyes.

"Nick, you were never the weird detour. You were always the destination, my destination… I just got lost along the way."

And with that, the time for talking was over. Nick crashed his lips against hers, kissing her deeply. Jess started to push his blazer off of his shoulders and he leaned forward to help her out, throwing it across the room, her jean jacket following shortly after. Jess made quick work of the buttons on his shirt, running her hands along his firm, hairy chest once it was completely undone. Nick went to pull her dress over her head, but it seemed Jess had other plans. She stood up next to the bed and quickly pulled her dress over her head, exposing her perky bra clad breasts to him. He recognized the bra immediately. It was the same bra she was wearing the night they first kissed. God, how he had missed that bra. She pushed her tights down and he noticed she was wearing the matching panties. Nick brought himself up on his elbows, taking in the sight of her almost bare body.

"Take your shirt off all the way, Nick… Now!"

"Yes, Ma'am!"

Nick ripped his shirt off while Jess started working on his belt and the buttons of his pants, tearing them off as soon as she got them undone. Nick slipped his socks off as Jess climbed back on top of him, attacking his mouth once more. Jess ran her hands along his bare chest and stomach, occasionally stopping to tease the elastic band of his boxer shorts. She was in awe of how firm his body had become over the summer. She had always been undeniably attracted to him, chubby or skinny, but she couldn't lie… his firm body and scruffy beard were really working for her.

He ran his hands up and down her smooth back, finally coming to a stop at the clasp of her bra, he quickly unsnapped it. Jess pulled away from his mouth and sat up, pressing her warm center against his throbbing erection making him groan. She let the straps of her bra slide down her arms, slowly revealing her bare breasts to his hungry gaze. He slid his hands up her soft, flat tummy, teasing the underside of her breasts with his fingertips. He watched as her eyes fell closed, biting her plump lower lip between her teeth she whimpered. Nick couldn't take it anymore. He took them fully into his hands and squeezed.

"Uh! Yes, Nick… touch me."

Jess was in heaven. Nick was the best she's ever had and feeling his hands on her body again was almost more that she could stand. He knew just the right way to touch her. He could read her body like his favorite book and it was amazing every time with him. Every. Single. Time. She slowly started rotating her hips, feeling his hardness against the damp material of her lacy panties. He groaned loudly and she couldn't help but smile.

"God, Jess… I need you so bad. Please!"

Nick sat up and leaned her back over his arm, taking a hardened, perfect little rosy nipple into his mouth. He went back and forth between her breasts, loving the a way her was her body reacted to his touch. "Take your panties off, Jessica. I need you, I can't wait any longer." Jess climbed off of him and obeyed his orders, watching as he slid his own boxers down his legs, revealing his big, hard dick to her hungry eyes. Her mouth started to water and she just couldn't help herself.

She pushed on his chest, once he was lying flat on his back, she straddled him once again. Jess kissed his delicious lips, slowly working her way down his neck and chest, kissing, licking and lightly biting as she went. Once she reached his belly button, she stuck her tongue out and ran it down his tummy all the way to his throbbing cock and finally gave into her desire. Jess took him into her mouth and down her throat as far as she could go. She began bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue around all the places she knew drove him wild. The noises she could hear from him, making her so wet she could feel her arousal dripping down her thighs.

"Jess… Get up here right now. I'm serious. Get up here!"

Jess let him fall from her mouth, kissing the head of his cock before climbing back on top of him. Nick rested his hands on her hips as she took him in her hand, running the tip along her wet folds, teasing him a little more, squeezing her eyes shut as she lowered herself down on top of him. Jess let out a sound she didn't recognize. It was animalistic. The way he stretched and filled her was like nothing she had ever felt. Once she was adjusted to his size, she slowly started to ride him.

Nick stared up at the gorgeous woman on top of him, not quite believing that he was actually living in this moment. Her perky breasts bouncing up and down, her pale skin, flushed with arousal, her perfect lips parted as she cried out to him and those eyes… god, she's perfect. Nick had always been at his best sexually with Jess. They knew each other so well and she always knew exactly what he needed. She could read his body like her favorite book. He felt her movements speed up and he could no longer hold back. He tightened his grip on her hip with his left hand and brought his right down to her center, circling her clit with his thumb. He moaned loudly before thrusting his hips up into her. They moved together effortlessly, perfectly.

"Oh, Nick! Yes… oh my… Yes!"

"You're so tight, sweetheart… Fuck… I'm close, Jess.. I'm…"

"Me… Too... Uh!"

Jess clawed at his shoulders, forcing him up into a sitting position, wanting to be as close to him as possible as they moved against each other passionately. Nick held her tightly against his chest, feeling her inner walls fluttering wildly around his cock. "Niiiiiick!" she strangled his cock as she tightened around him, burying his face in her silky chocolate curls, he lost all control, shooting hot spurts of his seed up inside of her as she trembled in his arms.

Nick collapsed on his back, still holding her tightly against his chest, never wanting to let her go ever again. Still breathing heavily, Jess laid soft kisses along his chest and neck. He was sweaty, but she could care less. She worked her way back up to his mouth for a deep, passionate kiss, lifting her hips so he slipped out of her, but still lying on top of him. She pulled away from the kiss and looked into his eyes, both of them wearing matching grins the size of Texas.

"Wow… I mean… That was incredible, Jess. I had almost forgotten how good we are together… almost." He winked at her, making her chuckle sweetly. "We really are so good… Like the best!" Nick smiled and softly kissed her lips. "Hell yes, were the best!" Nick snorted a little at his unintended rhyme. Jess smiled at him and kissed his cheek, the tip of his nose, then his soft lips.

"Hey, Nick… can I tell you something…?"

"Of course, Honey. Anything." He kissed her forehead and squeezed her a little tighter. "I finally understand what Cece and Sam were talking about." Nick got a disgusted look on his face. "Really, Jessica… You bring up your ex-boyfriend right after sex?!" He started to get up, but Jess let out a sweet little chuckle and pushed him back down. "Will you let me finish?" Nick sighed loudly, looking up at her with that adorable turtle face, wondering how this could possibly be an appropriate time to bring him up.

"Remember before this happened, when I was telling you how I asked Cece and… you know… about how you know whether or not you want to spend the rest of your life with someone? Well, I finally understand what they meant. You do just know. Nick… I can't picture myself with anyone else but you for the rest of my life. You're the old man I see sitting next to me on our front porch, complaining about the kids running across our lawn, while I'm knitting in my rocking chair next you. You're my best friend and the love of my life, Nick Miller."

Nick's smile just about split his face in half. He lifted his head and kissed her deeply. Jess knew he wasn't always the best with words, but after listening to her sweet voice telling him what he had been longing to hear since the day he met her … the words just came to him naturally.

"You all in, Day?"

"I'm all in, Miller."