Margaux was surprised to see her visitor. 'Jack?'

'Hey!' Jack replied with an affectionate yet tensed smile. 'It's good to see you after so long. Not in this place, though… but still.'

'Thanks for coming Jack.' She smiled. 'How are you?'

'Ahh… trying to be fine.' He mocked with a hopeless smile.

'It's Emily. Right? She told me a little about it.'

'She told you?' Jack was surprised.

'Yes. Yesterday. That heart-to-heart with her was different, rejuvenating.' She continued without looking at Jack.

'She was in the city?' Jack replied with even more surprised.

'Yes. She and Nolan. What? You didn't know?' Margaux was surprised now.

'Nolan is with her?' Jack replied.

'Yes. As she told me.'

'Margaux, I got to go. Goodbye. Take care.' Jack left without any further explanation.

Jack was coming out of police station as he saw Louise coming in. Louise spotted him too.

'Jack? You here?'

'Yeah. I came to see Margaux.'

'You did? How's she?'

'Wait. You came to visit her too?'

'Yeah. But it's ok that you did. How's she?'

'She's good.'

'Any luck with finding Nolan?'

'He still hadn't called you back?'

'No. He called you?'

'No. And I don't know where he is. But I do know who he is with.' Said Jack.

'Who?' Louise replied.

'Amanda. Apparently they both were in the city yesterday, together. And they don't even bother taking our calls.' His expression angry.

'What?' Louise replied with surprise.

Jack's phone rang. He took it. 'What? How?' Jack said over the phone. His face got anxious. 'Ok, I'm coming back. He hung up the call. 'I have to go. Take care.' He said to Louise and left.

Amanda took out all her dresses from her suitcase. She couldn't decide which one to wear at dinner tonight. She tried all her tops. Nothing seemed good. She didn't want to wear something casual like that. She tried her dresses. The white one? She wore that. Went in front of the mirror. 'Modest. Nolan doesn't do modest.' she murmured. She took off. The blue one? Same. The pink one? Yellow one? All same. She stood there in her underwear staring at her dresses, confused. This was tough. Getting ready for a fashion trendsetter man was tough indeed. She turned around. Her eyes fell on the mirror. She saw in the reflection what a mess she has made with all those clothes. She has never been this messy. Neither has she ever taken so much time to choose her dresses. 'What are you doing to me, Nolan?' she blushed and murmured. She ogled at her bare top, breasts, and belly. She has grown a little fat. Fitness has taken a back seat ever since she moved to Alabama. 'You need to work out.' She talked to her image in the mirror. 'If you have to beat someone to death now, I bet you can't with all these flesh.' And suddenly it clicked her. It's the 'danger' that Nolan likes. She opened her cupboard. She found one off-shoulder short length red dress. Not the sweet red. Red that signifies color of danger. 'Perfect' she murmured. She found herself a red garter. She wore the dress, made her hair into a bun, slipped in the garter through her right leg. Placed it hidden inside the length of her dress. She looked at the mirror. A naughty idea hit her. She adjusted the garter in such a way that a little of it could be seen beneath her dress. She grinned at her own teasing idea. She looked again. 'Not enough' she murmured. She knew what was missing. She headed to her old hiding spot. She still had her gun there. She took it out, placed it inside the garter. She looked at the mirror again. She let out a long breath. Corners of her lips spread in a smile.

Nolan's wardrobe was now taken over by Grey and Black. Ever since LeMarshall came along and Emily left, he has neither got the time for fashion nor the mood for colors. But today was different. Nolan searched through his wardrobe. He found the brand new McQueen couture suit in red which he bought months ago but never wore. 'Probably I saved you for the best day.' He murmured looking at it and blushed. He matched that with white trousers and white-red striped shirt and pocket square. He looked the fashion icon part. He looked at the mirror and blushed.

Anybody can tell Amanda's dress was odd for a dinner date. But same was the idea of getting ready for Nolan. She looked at the mirror and made up her mind for the dress finally. All she wanted now was for Nolan to come to her, kiss her, take her in his arms and say that he loves her. And the dress was perfect for that. She put her final touches on. She was just about to leave her house when Jack's text arrived. She opened it. All her smile vanished.

Nolan did his final touch up. He took out the car key and headed to the gate of his house when Louise came in. Their eyes met.

'Back to your colorful self?' Louise mocked.

'Lou! Bad timing. I was just heading out.'

'Must be an important official meeting, right?' she faked a smile.

'Yes. Kind of.' Nolan was in no mood to stretch the conversation. He side passed Louise to reach the gate.

'With Emily.' Louise said without looking at him.

Nolan was shocked. He did not have any idea about Louise knowing the truth. He turned to face her.

Louise looked at him. 'It's not even more than two days since she's back and you're already lying again.'

She has stood by him all the time. And all she has ever asked for was honesty. She deserves the truth. 'It's not that. She's having some problems with Jack…' He said, but she cut him short.

'And you are comforting her in a date. Sounds perfect.' Louise mocked.

'Louise!' It was rude of her. 'Look it's not the time.' He said.

'It is the time Nolan. It is the time when you have to decide.'

'Decide what?'

'Whether you love me or not.'

'Louise!' Nolan felt shocked.

'I'm not going to wait around forever Nolan. I'm giving you till tonight. Either you decide by then or I leave in the morning. Forever. And I mean it.' She said with a firm voice and left.

Nolan closed his eyes in hopelessness. But now was not the time. He left the house to meet Amanda. As he got in the car, he got a text from Amanda. Seeing her name on his phone, he smiled. But as soon as he opened it, his smile vanished.

Going back to Alabama. Carl needs me. Goodbye.

Read the text. Nolan sat there. With all his hopes dashed. He sat still. Tears rolled down his cheek. Once again Amanda left him alone. Without explanations. She never does explanations. He got up after a few minutes. Came back in the house. He went to the bar. Found the bottle of strongest content. It was a 70-year-old scotch. He took the bottle and went to sit on his poolside chair.

There he was all alone, again. Again Amanda gave his life hope, directions and took it back the next moment. He cannot do that. He cannot let Amanda bit him up like this again and again. He drank to his sadness. He drank to his solitude. Louise's words from the evening came back to him. What if Louise leaves him too? She's the only friend he has got there. Now even if she leaves… Nolan suffocated with the thought. He cannot let her go. He has to make her stay.

He took out his car key and left. He was too drunk to care about drunk driving. In fact, he was too drunk to think clearly. He drove to Louise's place.

Louise was about to go to bed when the doorbell rang. Tension rushed through her mind. She knew who it could be this late at night. She knew what could follow. Ever since she spelled that ultimatum to Nolan this evening, she was dreading this doorbell. She knew he would come. She also knew he doesn't love her. She knew he would be here to tell her that and convince her not to abandon this friendship. But she cannot do that anymore. She has to move on in her life. 'Moment of truth. It's ok. I just need to hear it from him once, be sure and move on. It's ok Lou. It's ok.' She murmured to herself and pushed herself to go and open the door.

She opened the door with shaky hands. She found Nolan, standing there, leaning on the door. He was visibly drunk. She did not expect this. She did not expect Nolan to turn up drunk today. She stood there for a moment, still, waiting for Nolan's next action. Nolan stood there too, looking at her, leaning on the door. Finally, Louise broke the silence. 'Nolan?'

'Sssshhhhh…' he replied. The next thing Louise knew that he was pressing his lips against her. There was nothing gentle in the kiss. It was a fierce, rough and drunken kiss. Louise broke the kiss.

'Nolan you're drunk.' Nolan hardly listened. He pressed her to opposite wall and kissed again. He came down kissing from her mouth to her chin, neck, shoulder. Louise tried to not to give in to the pleasure, but that was getting tougher with Nolan's mouth on her collar bone. He ripped off the narrow sleeve of her nightgown placed in her right shoulder and placed a bite there. Louise lets a small 'ouch' come out of her throat. She took him by his abdomen to push him away. 'Nolan! We need to talk.'

'Don't. I can't handle that.' He replied. They looked at each other. Louise has wanted this intimacy so much for long. But not this way, when Nolan is this much drunk. There were two options in front of her now. Either she could let this go because it may not be meaningful or she could have it even if it is for once. She looked at him. In the next moment, she placed her hands over his head and brought him into a kiss again. In the next few moments his shirt was torn and left in the doorway, her gown was stripped and left in the dining, her bra was unhooked and left in the corridor, his pajama was taken off and left in front of the bedroom door and finally, they were in her plush bed with his manhood wide open in front her eyes. He stripped her off her panty in a swift motion.

Louise has played this scene in her mind so many times. The scene of Nolan thrusting into her rhythmically. This was that, though not exactly. In her dreams, Nolan was doing this while looking at her, kissing her at regular interval. But here the eye contact was missing. Nolan merely looked at her. She upped her body a little, brought him to her mouth and groaned. She groaned in his mouth till he slowed down, parted his mouth from her, and groaned at the satisfaction of his release. He was too drunk to care. He lay beside her and passed out. The night darkened outside.

A/N: Bad decision on Nolan's part? What shall the next morning bring? keep your eye on this space to know that :)

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