...Hello?... I know! I know it's been forever since I've updated, I've just been so busy these weeks. But here I am. Updating. Like never before. Lol! Okay so here is the new chapter and thank you for all of you who still stick to this story! Virtual cookies for everyone! :D Now, enough talking. Enjoy! :)
It's been 2 weeks since Michael last saw Nikita. Since he last saw her beautiful face. Since he last touched her delicate skin. Since he last smelled her intoxicating scent. Since he last... Kissed her. The kiss...Oh, that kiss. He was falling for her. That was for sure. But wait, what? He, Michael Bishop, was falling for a hooker? A whore? Well, that was interesting.
He didn't knew what to do. He wanted to see her. He needed to talk to her. He needed to get things clear with her. No. He needed to get things clear with himself. Like what was it in this woman, that attracts every man? Like, every single man.
He sighed and got up from bed. It was around 10 in the morning and he was going to make his morning coffee and spend the rest of the day watching the sport channel in his bed, or a at least, that's what he planned to do, but...
"Yo, Mickey!" Birkhoff yelled happily as he entered the kitchen, "You, me and a couple of friends with us tonight in a club. What'cha think?" He asked as he grinned.
"No, thanks," Michael replied and walked past his roommate.
Birkhoff sighed and turned around. "Are you going to lock yourself here, just because she doesn't call you?"
"That's the plan." Michael said and sat on the couch.
"Michael... What's wrong with you, man? I haven't seen you like that before. Is it only, because of this Nikita?" Birkhoff questioned concerned and sat next to Michael.
Michael shot him a side glance and answered, "She's not just a girl... I've never felt this way before, Birkhoff. She's not what you think, she's not a hoe." He said as he looked at his lap.
"You are talking about her like you know her forever." Birkhoff noted.
"I know her better than you." Michael simply said.
"No, you just slept with her." The other man replied seriously. "When did this became so complicated, dude?"
"Stop it, Birkhoff" Michael said irritated.
"No, man, seriously. Is there something you're not telling me?" Birkhoff asked.
Michael looked away and murmured, "We kissed."
"What?!" Birkhoff screamed.
"We kissed! So, what?" Michael said nonchalantly.
"Mickey, you're unbelievable! She's just a whore! Listen, Michael, don't get too attached or she'll brake your heart, okay?" Birkhoff questioned looking right at Michael.
"Yeah..." Michael answered.
"Okay, good. Now... I don't know about you, but I'll go out. With actual people. You should try that sometime." Birkhoff joked as he got up and went for the door.
Michael sighed deeply as the front door closed. Michael replayed his friend's words in his head over now. 'Don't get too attached...'
"Too late, my friend. Too late..." He said quietly to himself.
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"So...?" The girl slowly trailed.
"What?" Nikita asked little distracted.
"Where's your mind?" Alex asked almost laughing,
"Nowhere." Nikita simply replied.
"It's definitely not here." Alex smirked.
Nikita laughed, "You know me too well, don't you?" She smiled.
"Yep." Alex said as he leaned forward so she could place her hands on her knees, "So, what is it?"
"Michael..." Nikita replied as she stared out of the window in her house.
The two girls were in Nikita's bedroom. Alex was sitting on a chair near Nikita's bed where she was laying.
"He again? Damn girl, was he that good of a lover?" Alex teased.
"He... Got too attached..." She said, seeming deeply in thoughts, "Too much... That's not good, Alex. I mean, he was just fun. He was different, but I didn't meant to be something too personal." Nikita said quietly.
"Hm... Tell him it was just fun. The way you described him, he seems nice, he'll get it." Alex said.
Nikita thought for a second. "It's not that simple, Alex."
"Because you make it complicated!" Her friend replied, "Come on, he'll get over it. He's just one of the many."
"No, he's not." Nikita said and smiled, thinking for him. Again. For the past weeks the only thing she was doing was thinking, about him. "Alex, he's not the only one attached..." Nikita started saying.
"Are there others?" Alex quicly asked.
"No!" Nikita said serously, " I meant... I think I care for him."
"Okay, wait..." Alex laughed, "He was your client. What happend that night that even made you call him?"
"I don't know!" Nikita said desperately. "I guess he was intriguing and... Ugh, I don't know. I felt like it." Nikita said and pulled her bed sheets over her head like a little girl.
Alex was actually surprised. She has never seen her friend, of so many years, like that before.
"Okay." Alex said and decided to change the subject. She got up from her chair and walked over to Nikita and removed the sheets. "Up, up, up!" Alex said as she clapped her hands.
"What the hell, Alex?" Nikita asked, looking at Alex irritatedly.
"We are going out. Use that legs of yours for something different from sex, like I don't know, walk? We are going to go for a walk." Alex said sternly as she walked in Nikita's walk in closet and picked up a outfit for her. She returned in the bedroom and threw the clothes on the bed. "Here. Change and we are going out, I'll be downstairs." Alex said as she smiled to her best frind and exited the room. Nikita got up from bed and started changing. She was wearing a white top and denim shorts, which perfectly showed her toned legs.
15 minutes later Nikita went downstairs to find Alex waiting her in front of the door, ready.
"Ready?" Alex asked.
"Let's go." Nikita smiled.
...
The evening went on pretty fast and the girls really had fun with each other. They were now on Nikita's front porch and they were saying their goodbye's.
"Thank you for today. Really Alex, I needed that." Nikikita smiled at her best friend and hugged her tightly.
"No problem, Nikki." Alex returned the smile as they pulled away from their hug, "Now go! You will get late for work." Alex winked at Nikita and laughed as she walked to her car and drove off the driveway.
Nikita smiled to herself and entered her house.
2 hours later...
Nikita was standing nearby a road with a bunch of other women. They were all alike - tight short dresses and 4 inch stilletos. They all looked similar, except for Nikita... She was wearing tight black dress finishing mid-thighs and some fuck-me heels and, of course, the smokey eye make-up. Typical for a hooker, but at the same time different.
Then all of a sudden a car pulled off the road right in front of Nikita and the mirror opened slowly. Nikita slowly approached the car and delicately plced her elbows on the door and leaned her wight on her hands as she placed her dazzling smile on her face. The mirror just finished it's trip all the way down and revealed Michael smiling at her.
Hope you enjoyed! :) Oh and I'm sorry it took me AGES just to fix and edit this chapter, but I really got tons of school work and I'm trying to keep up. BUT I promise you, guys, that I will be back to updating more frequently in June, after my exams! :) Just before I say bye again lol I just wanted to thank all my viewers! These PM's and reviews I got these few moths are just adorable! Especially this one last review I got! ;) Shout out to Amelia - thank you for your kind words! I'm sorry I'll have to keep you waiting for some more but... You know.. Well, enough rambling from me now... Thanks for reading and until next time! XOXO