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"Joe, seriously. If you need to call her back I'll step out for a minute." The raven haired man sighed as he stared at his phone.
"I don't want you to leave just so I can argue with her." He looked at the woman to his right. She put her hands up as she stood.
"I'll go on the balcony and smoke. Just tell me when you're done." Nicole reached over to squeeze his shoulder for reassurance.
Joe's ex fiancé had been calling him for the past 20 minutes. Finally fed up with being interrupted everytime they would get comfortable, he agreed to return her phone call. Nicole walked passed him, grabbing her cigarettes in the process.
She slid the door open and stepped outside. The cool air washed over her tan skin, which caused a shiver down her bare arms. The only sound that could be heard was cars passing by. She looked into the night sky, allowing her the wind to wash her troubles away.
She lifted her cigarette to her lips, taking a nice long drag. As the smoke engulfed her lungs, her eyes fluttered shut. The smoke soon flooded out of her mouth, allowing her to repeat the process.
Just as she was about to put it out, she heard the glass door slide open. Nicole looked over the see a worn out Samoan closing the door behind him. She picked up her pack and held it out. He took one out and put it between his lips.
"Everything alright?" The younger of the two asked quietly. She took it as a no when he sighed heavily and leaned on the railing, putting his head in his hands.
"You know, whatever it is, it could be worse." She offered, trying to lighten the mood. Again there was no response.
"Well, if you ever feel like talking, I'm here. I'll leave if you want. It's late and you look tired." She walked over to him and rubbed his back.
"Don't go. I knew I shouldn't have answered." He stood straight up, inhaling another puff of smoke. She nodded and looked down at her bare feet.
"You have to take care of personal issues. The don't just go away ya know." She punched him lightly. It earned a chuckle from the large man.
He tossed the cigarette over the railing and turned to the short girl.
"Come on." Joe motioned with his head for her to follow.
"This is seriously the stupidest movie I've ever seen. The first one was good, now it's sucks." The duo was currently sitting comfortably on the large white couch that was positioned in front of the television, watching the Hangover 3.
"There's no way in hell you get to pick the movie next time." She whined. Joe raised an eyebrow before responding.
"Who said anything about a next time? I'll never watch anything with you again. You talk the whole damn time." He laughed, indicating he was kidding.
"Shut the hell up. Want one?" The young beauty held the pack of Camels up for him to see. She got a short nod in return. They made their way back onto the balcony.
"What time is it?" Joe asked, stifling a yawn.
"About 3. I'll head out after this. I'll let ya get some rest."
"Don't worry about it. I don't sleep much anyway." He rebutted.
Unbeknownst to her, his eyes watched her every move as she took a seat on the chair. The way she moved was like a breath of fresh air. Such fluidity and grace; it was no wonder why he couldn't peel his eyes away from her. But what came next startled said man.
"Are you and your ex trying to work things out?" The question had been burning her mind all night. Not for obvious reasons: just simply curiosity. She glanced up to see his physical response. The nervousness was evident. But nevertheless, he turned to her with a look she'd never saw before. She couldn't decipher whether it was worrisome or anger.
He slowly made his way in front of her, before stopping mere inches away from her she breathed in his scent, quickly closing her eyes.
"Why? Jealous?" His questions were laced with lust and desire. Nicole just stood there, her mouth open as her response caught in her throat.
She was taken out of her daze when she felt his large hand grab hers. She looked at their now entwined fingers as he held their hands up. She turned her attention back to his face. She took in his features in their entirety. Chiseled jaw, slight lines on the sides of his eyes, his lips; He was gorgeous.
"Tell me to stop." He breathed out as his other hand snaked its way up her side, ever so gently. Nicole's eyes snapped shut at his touch.
When she allowed herself to look at him again, that's when everything she thought she knew crumbled around her. She stepped forward, closing the gap between them, and molded their lips together. An involuntary moan rumbled deep in his chest. It was quick, but enough. She pulled back keeping her eyes closed. When she opened them, she was met with his beautiful grey eyes staring into her brown ones. His hands still roamed up and down her body. He pulled her flush against him, allowing her to feel what she had done to him. Nicole moaned when she felt him against her, leaving modesty out the window. The large man entangled his hands in her hair, letting what just happened fully take affect on him. He looked at her once more before he felt her move away from him.
"I better get going." Nicole whispered. She didn't wait for a response as she walked back in, and then out of his room once more.
A/N: short and sweet!