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Chapter Eight

Vickie lay sprawled across the back seats, with Dalton's cap covering her face. She was lying listening to Nick and Dalton's conversations. Of course they knew she was awake, no doubt about that. Her little giggles every time Dalton said something funny gave them a hint that she was awake and listening.

"Just let me drive, bitch. He gave me the keys, man." Dalton complained again.

Vickie made a sound in-between a snort and a laugh, but other than that stayed quiet.

Nick slapped his arm across Dalton's chest, stopping him from saying anything else. "Yeah, because he thinks I'm the one who stole the car." He raised his hand to tap Dalton's cheek. "And crashed it." He took his arm away and continued to look at him, waiting for his response.

Dalton shook his head. "Whatever, man. You didn't have to cover for me, dude." He told Nick.

"Hey, whatever, your jacket's clean, all right? Mine's already got plenty of stains on it… one more's not gonna make a difference." He said, sighing.

Dalton nodded and faced the front, looking out the window.

Nick frowned and looked at the GPS. "Where the hell is this place? Town's not even on the GPS." He said, facing forward again.

Dalton looked at him and then the GPS, frowning. "That's weird."

It was silent for a while, until Dalton started talking again. "So, umm... you think Carly and Wade are gonna stay together when she moves to New York?" He asked, looking at Nick. "Because she be looking at me sometimes like-"

Vickie laughed in the back seat and Nick cut in, not taking his eyes off the road. "Dalton, it ain't happening."

"What? What do you mean?" Dalton asked, smiling.

Vickie shook her head underneath the cap and continued laughing, turning on her side to face them both.

Nick looked at Dalton. "And even if it was happening… it ain't happening. Nothing personal." He said, shaking his head. He glanced back at Vickie for a second and noticed she had raised the cap so that she could see. He quickly gave her a cheeky wink, making her smile and laugh again, and faced the front.

"Why? You like me better than Wade, right?" Dalton asked.

"Wade's not so bad." Nick admitted, staring at the road.

Vickie smiled to herself and lowered the cap on her face.

Dalton nodded. "Yeah, I like Wade too."

Vickie stretched a little and took the cap off her face completely, sitting up, knowing they would reach their destination soon. "Me third!" She said, wanting her say in.

Nick looked up and shared a smile with her in the car mirror.

It wasn't long before Nick stopped the car suddenly. They all got out of the car and stared at the washed up road.

"Is this it?" Dalton asked, turning to Nick.

Vickie bit her lip as she moved to stand beside Dalton.

"Yeah." Nick said, still looking at the road.

Dalton frowned and looked at him again. "Well, should we drive through it, you think?"

Nick scoffed. "Through all that?"

Vickie sighed, nodding. "It does seem like quite the challenge."

Dalton scratched his chin and glanced at Vickie. "I don't know. I could do it."

Vickie raised her eyebrow and Nick laughed disbelievingly. He walked past Dalton, giving him the keys and took his place beside Vickie.

Vickie tucked her hands into Nick's arm, trying to get warm. She was freezing, but there was no way she was telling Nick that.

Dalton bit his lip and frowned, glancing at the road and then at the tires on the car.

"That's what I thought." Nick said, zipping up his jumper. He brought Vickie closer to himself and walked up the washed up road, her hands still stuffed into his arm.

He realized just how cold it was and frowned. "Babe, are you wanting my jumper?" He asked, his hand on the zipper, ready to take it off.

"No, I'm fine, really." She lied.

Nick looked ready to argue with her but Dalton cut in.

"If she's fine, she's fine, man. Leave her be." Dalton said, backing her up. He sorted the cap on Vickie's head before he walked ahead of the two. Vickie used her free hand to fully fix it and then looked up at Nick.

She grinned triumphantly at him. "Alright then… but if you're dying from the cold… I'm just gonna watch you freeze." He joked dramatically.

Vickie shook her head and laughed. "Yeah, sure…" She said, staring up at him. She then turned her look into teasing. "Come on, you know you'd want to heat my body back up." She whispered teasingly into his ear, having to go onto her tiptoes to reach him.

Nick pressed his lips together and stared ahead. Not showing any emotion on his face.

Vickie smiled and leaned up to his face again, whispering seductively. "It'd be like last winter… when you made love to me next to the fireplace. Only blankets separating us from each other. The burning passion we felt…" Nick licked his lips and swallowed, if she didn't stop, he'd have her up against the next surface he sees.

"How hard you were…" She continued whispering. She licked her lips and smirked when his head turned towards her and his eyes burned with desire. "The way you slid inside of me…"

She didn't get far, because the next minute he had grabbed her close to him and slammed his lips against hers. Vickie moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him as close as she could.

"Woah, you two! Get a room!"

Vickie and Nick both turned to Dalton, glaring at him.

Dalton's eyes widened when he saw the death threats clear in their eyes. He chuckled nervously and scratched his chin. "Uhh, you guys can continue… I'm just going to… yeah…" He turned forward again and continued to walk in front of them to the town.

Nick sighed and pressed his forehead against Vickie's. "I guess we'll just have to wait until we get back to continue this."

Vickie hummed and pressed a long slow kiss to his lips, making him sigh in longing.

"Can't wait." She whispered, before breaking away from him and skipping to Dalton, turning around once she got to him and winking at Nick.

Nick chuckled and shook his head. "Tease."

TBC…