Author's notes: Some of the material in this chapter can be rated M. Nothing explicit though. I have a feeling this is the last chapter that will be rated-T. After this I'm changing it to M. Unless, you want me to keep this at T (a mature T rating just like Trust Me). Let me know if you want me to do that instead. Otherwise I'm switching it to M. Anyway, ENJOY!

Chapter 2 The Beginning

Macy ran as fast as she could, which was not the wisest choice since her vision was becoming very blurry from all the tears that were streaming down her cheeks.

Nick was a jerk— a complete, absolute jerk, she kept saying in her head.

After how mean he was to her moments ago, she couldn't believe she thought she had feelings for him. Why was it so hard for him to accept what they did? Cutting through alleyways and jumping over fences, Macy was able to reach home at record time. She made sure to hide her face because the last thing she wanted was to be asked why she was crying so much.

"Macy, dear! Your father is on the phone. He wants to talk to you!" her mother called from the kitchen. "He only has fifteen minutes before he has his conference."

"NOT NOW MOM!" Macy said as she ran up the stairs quickly.

"Macy! MACY!" her mother continued to call after her but she didn't want to face anyone right now even her dad, who was away on a business trip in China for two weeks.

After locking her door, she lay down on her bed and pulled her sheets over her head as she continued to silently cry to herself. She really didn't want to be bothered not even when her mom came up and knocked on her door. Hours must have past when she heard voices outside her door.

"I don't know what has gotten into her!" she could hear her mother saying really loudly. "She won't come out of her room and she didn't want to even talk to her father!"

"Don't worry. I got this," said a familiar voice. "If there's one thing Stella Malone is a pro at, it's fixing a broken heart."

"Okay," her mother replied and gently knocked on the door. "Macy, dear, Stella is here!"

Sitting up on her bed, Macy contemplated if she should open the door or not. She really wanted to sort out her feelings that she knew were developing for Nick, although right now she didn't like him very much for being such an asshole to her. But she knew her best friend was very persistent so instead of wasting a whole hour pretending not to hear her, Macy reluctantly got up from her bed and opened the door.

"Hey, Stella," Macy said as she tried her best to disguise her true feelings.

"Oh my goodness! This is worse than I thought!" Stella exclaimed as she took one good look at her appearance. There were visible tear stains on her cheeks and her eyes were red from crying. "This might take all night. Don't worry Mace. I brought the essentials to help you get better."

"Stella, I really don't know what you're talking about. I'm fine…really."

"Don't be silly," Stella said as she took her hand and dragged her in her room and shut the door. "I brought a whole pint of Ben and Jerry's Half-Baked ice cream, popcorn, chocolate, cookies, and chips. This will definitely help you get over Stephen."

"What! Stephen and I didn't break up!" Macy exclaimed but she took the pint of ice cream from her and began digging in. Even though he left that morning to go home, Stephen wasn't the person that was on her mind right now. "He went back to Nashville because he had to record a demo with his band."

"OH! Okay, I thought he left because you guys broke up," the blonde-haired girl said. "Sorry about that. Well, then why are you so depressed?"

Macy let out a loud sigh. She looked at Stella who was staring back at her with inquisitive eyes. But she hesitated because she didn't want to reveal the truth about what was eating her up inside. As much as she hated Nick right now, they both promised not to tell anybody what they did.

"It's just…that…I really miss him," Macy sighed as she lay down on her bed so that she could look away from Stella. Her best friend knew her so well that she knew when she was lying to her and Macy really didn't feel like explaining herself. "Nashville is so far away from New Jersey. It's really depressing."

Stella put a comforting hand on her shoulder and said, "Mace, don't be sad. Stephen loves you. And long distance relationships are definitely hard to keep but I can tell you guys are really trying to make it work. And if anyone can keep this relationship going, I know you guys can. Believe me. You're no quitter, Mace. That's one of the great things about you."

"Thanks," Macy replied as she now had the courage to face her.

"Anyway, did you finish packing?" Stella asked her as she looked around for her luggage.

"Huh?"

"MACY! Did you forget!" Stella exclaimed as she now found her bags that she kept under her bed. "Kevin's girlfriend invited us over to her beach house down at the Jersey Shore for a week! We were talking about this all summer! And we're leaving tomorrow, remember?"

"Oh…that…" Macy said when she finally remembered that little detail. "I totally forgot about it. I don't know, Stella, if I want to go…"

"WHAT! Why don't you want to go? This is the first time Mr. and Mrs. Lucas are letting the boys go by themselves and do you know how much I had to lie to my parents about who's going on the trip? If they found out that there would be no adults going, I wouldn't be able to go and we also convinced your parents too! Don't make our efforts go to waste!"

Macy really didn't feel like being stuck in a house with him. But she didn't want to make it obvious to Stella so she casually asked, "Well, who's going exactly?"

"Danielle, Joe, Kevin, Nick, me and hopefully you can go too. Come on Mace! You have to come!"

"I dunno, Stells...I don't think I can go," Macy made up her mind once she heard his name.

"Why can't you go?" Stella asked her suspiciously.

"Well…um… you have Joe, and Kevin and Danielle are together I don't want to be a fifth wheel—

"Nick's going too. And he's girlfriend is also back at home. I swear you guys are so strong to both keep long distance relationships in the summer nonetheless! So at least you guys will be together—

"What do you mean by that?" Macy said a bit paranoid. "Nick and I won't be t-together. We're n-noting like that…"

"What are you talking about? I didn't mean together-together. I meant you guys are on the same boat. You don't have to feel awkward that your boyfriend isn't there because Nick is in the same situation like you with his girlfriend."

"I don't want to be with him," Macy mumbled to herself.

"What did you say?"

"I'm just saying I don't think I should be going out and having fun," Macy argued. "I would-uh- feel guilty that Stephen isn't –uh- here with me."

"Oh, Macy! Stop being so stubborn! If anything, Stephen would want you to spend some time with your friends and have fun," Stella replied. "Besides, if you skip out, your mom is going to drag you with her to visit your aunt in Pennsylvania."

Crap. Stella was right. If there was one place she hated visiting, it would be her aunt's farm in the middle of nowhere.

Thus, even if it meant spending a miserable week with the worst guy ever, Macy reluctantly agreed.

Meanwhile, Nick was also in a sour mood. The minute he reached home, he locked himself in his bedroom and contemplated about the whole car ride back from the airport.

You're such a jerk, Nick.

You know you felt something.

Her words from their conversation came rushing back. He tried to ignore it but her voice grew louder and louder inside her head. Macy was right. He was starting to feel something because he wasn't a guy who would do something like that without feeling anything. He was a sensible guy but right now things were not making any sense to him. Throughout the rest of the night, Nick pretended nothing was bothering him. If there was one thing Nick mastered, it was the skill of hiding any form of conflict that he was facing inside. He would offer his usual half smile-smirk whenever anyone addressed him.

"Nick, I think Stella said she needs a ride to come here tomorrow," Joe said. "Since I need to pick up my car at the shop tomorrow morning, can you pick her up? She's spending the night at Macy's so you can pick both of them up at the same time."

"Macy is going too?" Nick tried to ask him casually but he was surprised by this piece of information.

"Yes, Macy is going too," Joe repeated and then he looked at Nick and said. "Do you have a problem with her going?"

"N-no, not at all," Nick said as his voice cracked because his mouth was becoming very dry. Tomorrow was definitely going to be an interesting day.

They were going to leave by 9am tomorrow morning and Nick tried his best to get some sleep but he kept tossing and turning around because to be honest, he was nervous about tomorrow. He knew he was a jerk towards Macy and he felt really bad. He knew he had to apologize but he wished that things could just go back to normal.

And it didn't help that memories of that day continued to haunt him. In fact, the incident itself kept replaying in his mind. He still remembered the softness of her skin against his. And he remembered how her lips tasted. It was a cool summer night but on that particular evening the breeze that was coming in through her window didn't bother them because what they did was enough to keep them warm inside.

"Nick," he remembered her saying. "What are we doing?"

"I don't know…"

"Should we stop?" She asked him and Nick still remembered that look she had in her almond shaped eyes.

"Do you want to stop?"

And he wasn't surprised that much when she shook her head 'no'. But what surprised him even more was that he wasn't bothered by her response at all.

"Do you have a…you know…?" he asked her shyly.

"Yeah…it's in the drawer…" he remembered her saying when a blush came across her cheek. Even in the darkness, he remembered that she looked completely flawless.

The memory faded and Nick found himself breathing deeply. It was a mistake. What happened between him and Macy was a complete and utter mistake. He kept telling himself that as he tried to ignore the fact that his heart was telling him otherwise.

But the more he tried to convince himself this, the more he became restless. Thus, that night, Nick was able to watch the sunrise without getting any sleep at all. He made himself a big cup of coffee before heading out. He was going to need it for the long day ahead of him.

"Macy, are you almost done packing?" Stella asked her as she herself was getting dressed.

"Almost," Macy said. "I just don't know what bathing suit to pack—my one-piece or two-piece."

"Pack both!" Stella replied and at that moment they both heard a car beep outside. "Ooh! Nick is here! We should head out."

"Nick's picking us up?" Macy said with widened eyes. She wasn't expecting to see him first thing in the morning.

"Yeah! Now come on! We don't want to keep him waiting," Stella said excitedly as she grabbed her duffel bag.

"Now you girls be safe! Don't talk to strangers and make sure to always lock the doors," Mrs. Misa called out after them when they headed out the front door.

"Sure thing, Mrs. Misa," Stella called back.

"Bye, mom!" Macy said.

"Macy! Call me when you reach there," her mother told her. "I don't want to die of a panic attack if I don't know where you are."

Macy rolled her eyes but smiled and said, "Okay, mom. I will. Bye!"

The moment they were outside, Nick could feel his heart racing. He needed to act cool especially since Stella was there. He didn't want her to suspect anything. He just hoped that Macy would follow the same route and not give away anything about the fight they had yesterday. So imagine his relief when Macy smiled at him, which he knew was her signature fake smile, and said, "Hey Nick! Thanks for the ride."

"Sure thing, Macy," Nick said in an equally fake voice.

"So we're meeting Kev and Dani at the beach house?" Stella asked him as she helped him load their stuff in the back of his SUV.

"Yeah, they got there last night and they're just fixing the place up," Nick said. "It's pretty big from the pictures I saw and it's right by the shore."

"Awesome!" Stella replied.

And she was about to sit in the backseat but she was stopped by Macy, who said, "Stella, you can ride shotgun. I like to-uh- sit in the back."

"Okay," Stella said.

But Nick heard their whole conversation and that's when he knew Macy was still upset with him— that and the fact that when he looked at her, she gave him a scathing glare.

It was a good thing that Stella was a big chatter-box in the morning because it helped ease the tension that existed between him and Macy. Even though Nick was usually a cautious driver, he couldn't help but glance at Macy through the back mirror. She was awfully quiet. But every time he looked at her, she was busy staring out the window. What was she thinking? Did she really hate him? Well, he wouldn't be surprised if she did because if he was in her place, he wouldn't like himself either after all the things he said to her yesterday.

"NICK WATCH OUT!" Stella cried out causing Nick to hit on the brakes. "You almost ran over that old lady!"

"Oh crap! Thanks Stella," Nick said relieved that she stopped him just in time.

"What's gotten into you?" Stella asked him loudly. "Why aren't you paying attention to the road?"

"I...uh...didn't get enough sleep last night," Nick admitted as he could feel a blush coming across his cheeks. He could tell Macy was now looking at him. "Sorry you guys..."

"It's fine," she replied. "Thank goodness I'm here. We don't want blood in our hands, now do we?"

Thus, for the rest of the ride, Nick had to refrain from looking over at Macy to avoid any more carelessness.

When they reached their place, he tried to approach her because he wanted to apologize but every time he got near her, she diverted her attention elsewhere. And that's why she was giving Joe and Stella extra attention, leaving Nick in the background. The tension between them was apparent at least for them when the four of them finally hit the road again. This time Joe drove while Stella sat shotgun, leaving Nick and Macy to sit in the back. The fact that they were sitting next to each other was awkward enough. Nick tried to be polite but he could tell that Macy was having none of it because she decided to stack all her bags in between them so that there was this big barrier between them. The ride to the shore was miserable to say the least.

When they reached the house, both Macy and Stella looked at it with their mouths hanging wide open. This was the first time they laid eyes on it and it was huge!

"WOW. Is this a beach house or a mansion?" Macy exclaimed when all four of them got out of the car.

"It's so BIG!" Stella marveled.

"Yup. This is the beach house," Joe said happily. "You should see the house her family lives in. Believe it or not, it's bigger than this."

"WHAAAT?" both Stella and Macy exclaimed.

"It's true," Nick finally piped in. "Her parents are loaded. They own a chain of restaurants all over New Jersey."

"Wow, that's amazing," Stella said as she continued marveling at the beach house some more. "This is gonna be an awesome week!"

At that moment, both Danielle and Kevin came out to greet them. They exchanged a few pleasantries before heading inside.

"Macy, would you like me to help you with your bags?" Nick offered her kindly.

But she stared at him with her death glare and said waspishly, "No, thanks. I don't need any help from you."

However, when his brother Kevin offered a helping hand a few moments later, Macy, in a completely different tone, said, "Oh how very sweet of you Kevin! Thanks!"

And everyone was having a good time while getting situated in. Turns out that not only was the house walking distance to the beach but there was also an outdoor pool as well. The first few days was just too much for Nick Lucas because Macy really was holding a grudge against him to the point that it was getting really obvious even to those around them.

"What did you do to Macy?" Kevin asked him one afternoon when he witnessed Macy completely blowing him off.

"Nothing," Nick lied.

"Well, it sure doesn't look like nothing to me," Kevin said. "She seems pissed."

"Maybe it's her time of the month. I don't know," Nick answered quickly. He really didn't want to talk about this with Kevin right now.

"Whatever it is. Fix it," Kevin said before he joined everyone in the pool.

And while everyone was out, Nick, the loner that he was, stayed inside. It was a good thing he brought his guitar with him because right now he was full of so many different emotions. He sat on the couch in the living room and strummed a few chords. There were so many different thoughts running through his mind. For one thing, he loved Samantha. He really did. She made him feel special. She was like him but only a much more bubbly version. She was a hard worker who lived for music. She was training to be a stage actor, so she was what the media would call a 'triple threat' since she could sing, dance, and act. The summer he met her in London, Nick learned a lot about how to sing and act at the same time. But then there was Macy, a girl he knew while growing up. They shared a close bond since they were both the youngest in their group and had a lot of things in common especially their love for sports. They were best friends. But that night they both crossed the line between friends.

While he was thinking about all this, she walked in.

"MACY!" Nick called after her when she headed up the stairs. "Macy, can we please talk?"

But she continued heading upstairs without paying him any attention. She went inside her room and shut the door but Nick followed her and knocked on her door to open up so that they can talk.

"Macy, please, talk to me," Nick pleaded with her. "I'm sorry I really am for saying all those things to you. But you have to understand—

And at that second, the door opened halfway and Macy said heatedly, "I thought I made it very clear that I don't want anything to do with you. So please leave me alone. You also made it very clear that you don't want anything to do with me either."

She was about to close the door but Nick held it open just enough for him to look her in the eyes and say, "That's not true. I was wrong. I'M SORRY. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings but it's complicated. I mean you have to understand."

He looked at her with the best puppy dog eyes that he could give her, hoping that she would be less uptight around him.

"I do understand and that's why I want to talk about it," Macy finally said when she gave in because he seemed really sincere. "But you're like a brick wall, Nick. And the fact that you said it meant nothing and that it was a mistake, don't you know how that made me feel? I felt so used."

"Macy, no! Please don't think that," Nick assured her and because she was beginning to weep, he took her into his arms but Macy tried pushing him away.

"Let me go!" Macy said as she hit his chest repeatedly so that she could get away. "You don't love me so you have no right to hold me."

"Macy, that's not true," Nick said as he finally let her go because she was struggling to get away from his embrace. "I care about you…but what we did was wrong."

"I know it was wrong!" Macy yelled when she finally looked him in the eyes. "But how can you say you felt nothing? I never thought you were the type of guy who can just have sex and not feel anything."

Nick bit his lip because she was right. He wasn't that type of guy who would sleep around for the pleasure of it all. There had to be a deeper meaning.

"It's just really complicated," Nick said. "I…shouldn't have done that with you but—

"That's a load of bullshit," Macy said. "The fact that it was both our first time had to mean something. Just tell me, Nick, why did you sleep with me?"

This was what was eating him up inside—the reason why he slept with Macy. So he truthfully answered, "I…don't…know…"

"YOU DON'T KNOW?" Macy exclaimed in his face. "What do you mean you don't know?"

"I mean you were sad that night and I felt bad—

"If your friend is sad the normal thing to do would be to offer comforting words and a hug or something like that. You don't have sex with them, Nick," Macy reasoned out. "Is that what you do with all your girl friends? You sleep with them to make them feel better?"

"No…" Nick admitted. "I just got carried away—

"Like hell you did!" she fired back. "Nick, I felt something that night—

"Macy—

"No, let me finish," Macy said and she was relieved that this time, Nick was actually giving her a chance to speak. "After that night, I went home and thought about it. In fact, I keep thinking about it till this day because even though it was wrong, it felt so right. I don't regret having sex with you, Nick. What we did was special. And I wanted to tell Stephen even if I knew it would be over for us because I thought I loved him but being with you made me doubt my true feelings for him."

"Are you saying you love me?" Nick asked her nervously because he wasn't ready to hear this from her just yet.

"I don't know," she honestly replied. "But every time I think about you, I can't help feeling what I feel."

"What do you feel?" he asked her nervously because by now Macy was giving him a look and she was pressing her body against his while his back was now pinned against the wall.

"I feel like this," she said and boldly taking his face into her hands she kissed him passionately on the lips. Nick wanted to stop her and push her away but she kept going to the point that he gave in and kissed her back. "Don't tell me you didn't feel anything?"

"I…didn't feel…anything…" Nick lied but Macy was now kissing his neck.

"You still don't feel anything?" she asked him seductively as she gently nibbled his ear lobe.

"N-no…n-nothing at all…" he lied miserably.

But Macy knew better and said, "You're such a liar."

"Macy, we can't…" Nick said as he gently pushed her away from him at arm's length.

"Oh we definitely can…" she said seductively as she undid her bikini top so that she stood before him topless.

This was the second time seeing her naked and she was about to slip out of her swimming bottoms, when Nick stopped her.

"Macy, STOP," he said firmly. "You should put your clothes back on."

He wondered where all this will-power was coming from because his body was telling him to ravage her senseless.

"You really want me to put my clothes back on?" she asked him skeptically because judging by his appearance she can see that he was getting very, very excited.

"Y-yeah…?" he said dubiously but he was shaking his head 'no'.

"Make up your mind, Nicholas. Is it a yes or a no?"

He took a big gulp of air as he stared at Macy who was standing before him with nothing but her bikini bottom on. And because this was one of those rare moments in his life when Nick Lucas didn't think things through, he shook his head and joining her, he took his shirt off.

They were kissing each other fiercely as their bare chests made contact again after that fateful night. She jumped on him and clasped her legs around his waist as Nick led her to her bed.

"Wait…Nick…lock the door," she said breathlessly as he attacked her neck with kisses. And so he quickly got off of her and locked the door so that they wouldn't get caught.

"I can't believe we're doing this again," Nick said when he felt Macy fumbling with his zipper. She wanted to feel his body against her. And at that moment, when she was about to slip his pants off his body, they both heard his ring tone. It was ironic that at that moment when they were moments away from having sex that Samantha's song, which was Nick's ring tone for her, rang loud and clear.

"Don't get it," Macy said adamantly as she kissed him passionately on the lips.

"I have to get it," Nick replied firmly. "It's Sam."

Macy tried to protest but she knew better because Nick made it very clear with the look he was giving her.

"Hey, Sam!" Nick greeted her in his best cheerful voice.

"Oh Nicky! I miss you so much! I just landed an hour ago," Samantha said loudly over the phone.

Macy could hear her end of the conversation loud and clear.

"And my mum and dad absolutely love the presents you bought them," she exclaimed.

"Oh th-that's g-good," Nick struggled to say because Macy continued to show his body more affection. If he wasn't going to hang up on his own, she was going to make him do it.

"Nick, are you okay? You sound a little sick?" Samantha said concerned.

"N-no, I'm fine," Nick said as he tried pushing Macy away but it was useless because his body felt weak against her power.

"Don't tell me you're love-sick over me," Samantha joked with her chipper laugh.

Macy rolled her eyes in annoyance when she said this.

"Hahaha… you could –uh- say that," Nick hesitated but it didn't help that Macy was now kissing down his chest and venturing close to dangerous territory. Thus, he quietly hissed at her, "Macy, stop it."

But she ignored him and continued placing kiss after kiss down his body.

"Nick? Is someone there with you?" Samantha asked him now in a serious manner.

"No, not at all!" Nick said as he now sat up and pushed Macy completely off of him. She abruptly landed on the floor.

"OW!" Macy yelled when she hit the ground.

"What was that?" Samantha questioned him.

"Oh that? Um…that was-uh- a cat outside! Yeah, that's it...a cat," Nick lied as he gave a nervous laugh. "It keeps meowing and meowing."

"A cat?...hm…okay…" Samantha said a bit skeptically but she knew her boyfriend inside and out so she didn't suspect that he was lying. "Anyway I have good news!"

"Oh great what is it?" Nick asked her as he watched Macy putting her clothes back on. She was muttering angrily under her breath.

"Remember that song I recorded with your producer?" Samantha asked him excitedly.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Well, they played it here in the UK and it already jumped from number 25 to number 4 in the billboard charts!"

"Oh wow! That's great!" Nick said as he tried paying attention to her but Macy was saying something that resembled the words 'Nick, you're such an asshole'.

"And they want to release my single a week early, just before September!" Samantha said.

"That's awesome!" Nick exclaimed as he tried his best to sound excited for her but the more he sounded happy for her the more angry Macy got.

"Yeah, and they want me to start doing some promotional stuff and—

"Um, Samantha, can I call you back?" Nick said abruptly when he noticed Macy opening the door to leave.

"Okay but what's going on –

But Nick didn't hear the rest of her question because he turned off his phone.

"Wait Macy!" he yelled as he got up and grabbed her arm to stop her from leaving.

"Don't touch me," she said tersely. "Why don't you continue talking to your girlfriend?"

"She had to go," he lied and then asked her, "Why are you mad at me?"

"Are you that dense, Nick?" she asked him incredulously.

"Whaaaat? Are you upset that I pushed you away?"

"What do you think?" Macy said heatedly. "You made it very clear who you rather pay attention to."

"Macy, Samantha's my girlfriend—

"I know that! But do you really love her, Nick? Can you honestly say to my face that you love her? Because if you love her, you wouldn't be doing this with me…"

She had a point but Nick was too scared to confront his feelings just yet.

"I do love her—

"Then that's it!" Macy exclaimed. "I'm leaving. Besides, you killed the mood when you decided to take her phone call."

And she was about to open the door but Nick shut it close and said, "I do love her but I care about you, too."

"But you don't love me…"

"I love you as a friend—

"Friends don't have sex with each other," Macy fired back.

"I know they don't but you need to stop competing with Samantha," he reasoned out. "If you were in my shoes, how would you feel if I did that to you when you were talking to Stephen on the phone?"

"I would've hung up," Macy truthfully answered.

"You'd really hang up the phone to be with me?" Nick asked her because he was surprised by her answer since he remembered how excited Macy was when she and Stephen got together. She wouldn't stop talking about him for a month.

"Yeah, because Stephen may be my boyfriend but you mean more to me," she answered. "You're my best friend."

Nick thought about what she just said and it conflicted him greatly because he wanted to be with her but he didn't want to lose what he had with Samantha.

"Macy, I care about you a lot but I really don't want to come in between you and your boyfriend."

"You won't!" she said earnestly. "The beauty with long distance relationship is that they don't need to know what goes on all the time."

"But don't you feel bad about cheating on your boyfriend?"

"I do…but it gets so lonely that sometimes it's necessary to seek comfort from…someone else."

"Do you know how messed up that sounds!" Nick exclaimed as he put his hand to his forehead because this was so unlike him to carry on a secret affair.

"I know it sounds messed up but because it's with you, I don't feel bad at all because you're such a great guy, Nick."

But he was shaking his head and said, "How can I be a great guy if I'm cheating on my girlfriend?"

"Because even though you are doing something behind her back, you care about her but you also go out of your way to make sure that we're still cool. You're so caring and even though you were mean about it at first, you meant well," Macy retorted. "And I know you're not just using me."

"But Macy—

"Nick, please, if you really think about it, it's not that bad," Macy tried to reason out. "You still love Samantha. It's not like you're going to…um…leave her for me."

She said the last part uneasily because she wasn't sure how she felt about him loving Samantha after they did stuff together.

"So what you're saying is that as long as they don't know, it's okay to be friends with benefits? You're really okay with that?" Nick asked her slowly because he never would have guessed he would be one of those guys who would have that sort of relationship.

"Yeah!" Macy exclaimed. "Friends with benefits! We can be that! It's totally fine with me."

"If we really do this, then you have to promise me that you won't fall in love with me," Nick said seriously. "Otherwise, it can get pretty messy. You already know my heart lies with Sam."

Macy looked up at him and quickly nodded her head.

"I know you love her…" she said quietly because even though she agreed that she wouldn't fall in love with him, the truth was that her heart was telling her otherwise.

Nick took a deep breath and said, "Okay. But if we're really going to do this, no one can find out about this. You can't tell a soul, not even Stella."

"I can keep a secret," Macy whispered back as she pulled his face closer to hers.

"So can I," Nick said before he connected his lips with hers.

After that moment, they turned off the lights and said farewell to the rest of their clothes.

And so the secret liaison between Nick and Macy began.

Closing Remarks:

Oh my goodness! I can feel the drama brewing! Macy is a mess. Nick is in denial. They're both using each other for "pleasure" but how long can they both fool themselves that there are no strings attached? I closed the poll and if you check the results, there was a huge majority for Nick and Macy 'doing the nasty' so you better all be 18 or older if you want to continue reading this. Or at least be mature enough when you read this story. You guys must really like racy Nacy (tsk tsk! lol). If you read my other story A Brother's Betrayal you know what kind of genre this is. Like Trust Me this story can divided into two parts. But unlike Trust Me both parts will contain two different types of drama. Brace yourselves!

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