A/N: Can't believe the amazing response to this story! Thanks guys :)

So here's the next chapter - hope you enjoy!

I don't own New Girl.

The hot spray of the shower cascaded down Nick's back and felt so good. It was late and he'd just finished another agonisingly long shift at the bar. He'd worked the past three days pretty much back to back and was beyond exhausted but he knew it was worth it as he now had the entire weekend free to spend with his favourite roommate, the very same roommate who was currently making shower time even better.

Nick's wet hands fell to Jess's slippery waist as she lightly caressed his chest with a soft soapy sponge. Her lips were hard and fierce against his neck in total contrast to the gentle movements of her hands.

Nick groaned at her movements and soon the sponge fell forgotten between them as Jess's hands travelled lower, her nails scratching through the water at the wet skin of his stomach and hips until she finally set her hands around him. Nick kiss her hard growling against her mouth as Jess began to stroke him, her grip growing firmer.

The sound only spurred Jess on as she pumped his length in her tiny hand; she loved the feel of him, so hard and heavy. She began to increase the pace of her movements, Nick's hips bucked in response and he put one hand against the wall behind her to steady keeping his lips hard against hers.

Jess loved how she could create this response in him; he seemed so desperate and wild, for her.

Before Jess could go any further she felt Nick's own hands clasp around her wrists and suddenly she was moving backwards through the warm spray of the water, stopping when her exposed back hit the cold tiled wall.

Jess moaned lowly as her skin connected with the hard surface but the sound was quickly muffled by Nick's mouth on hers, his body pressing her so forcefully against the wall Jess thought they might actually break through.

Jess gripped tightly at his shoulders as Nick kissed her deeply, his hands digging into her waist shifting her body upwards so she stood on the ledge of the shower basin.

Nick moved one hand from her waist and cupped her wet breast roughly, his lips separating from hers. Jess opened her eyes and looked up to see Nick staring down at her, his eyes dark with lust and a look that said 'my turn'.

Nick trailed his hand down the valley between Jess wet breasts, across the soft soapy plains of her flat stomach. Jess moaned, tilting her head back as Nick's fingers slowly dipped between her thighs and lightly brushed against her wet folds. She tightened her grip on his shoulders as he teased her, her nails digging hard into his wet flesh.

She wanted him so badly; Nick moved his fingers higher, edging closer when the bathroom door burst open. Nick pulled his hand back immediately lye and Jess slid down the wall with a disappointed squeak.

Who the hell was awake? It was after 1am. Nick was furious.

"Nick?" Winston called from the other side of the shower curtain.

Of course, Nick thought, his stupid adjusted schedule. Jess eye's went wide at the sound of Winston's voice and immediately moved her arms to try and cover her nakedness; despite the fact he couldn't even see her.

Nick rolled his eyes at her. "Yeah?"

"Did you just squeak?" Winston asked his voice still a little sleepy.

"No. I just coughed…" he said making a strange noise between a cough and Jess's small squeak.

Jess quickly clasped her hand across her mouth to stop herself giggling.

"O-Ok." Winston replied with a small yawn.

"Look Winston would ya get out of here! I had a long night at the bar and I just wanted to shower in peace." Nick snapped.

"Take it easy Nick; I just need to brush my teeth." Winston replied as he turned on the sink.

The shower suddenly flashed from hot to icy cold, Jess jumped back and bit her lip doing her best not to make a sound.

"Winston!" Nick yelled.

"Sorry man but I'm running late." Winston replied, his words muffled by the sound of the toothbrush in his mouth.

Nick rolled his eyes and gave Jess and apologetic look but she just have a small shrug in response, giggling silently as they stood naked under the slowly re-warming shower water with a completely oblivious Winston on the other side of the door.

"Hey man I forgot to tell you something earlier." Winston said as he paused his brushing.

"I don't care." Nick muttered.

Jess gave him a disapproving frown.

"I saw Daisy today." Winston replied ignoring Nick's grumpiness.

"Oh." Nick said, feeling a little bad.

"Yeah...so that's over. Officially." Winston said before resuming his brushing.

"Sorry man." Nick replied although he was not surprised.

Jess gave a sad smile, mentally reminding herself to make Winston's favourite cookies tomorrow.

"It's ok; I mean it was coming for a while." Winston said as he spat into the sink. Jess wrinkled her nose and shook her head at the sound. "But I miss sex…ya know?"

Nick grinned at his words, stepping closer to Jess wrapping an arm around her wet waist and pulled her to him. It took all Jess willpower to remain silent.

"Yeah…it's pretty great." Nick said in a low tone, his eyes fixed on Jess who lightly played with his wet chest hair.

Nick and Jess remained wrapped up in one another as they listened to the sound of Winston spit once more, gargle ridiculously loudly and then the clink of his toothbrush returning to the glass.

Nick tightened his hold around Jess body, a few more seconds, Winston would be gone and they could finish what they started before the water turned them into wrinkled up prunes.

"I need a fine looking woman and some crazy hot sex." Winston said patting his face with a towel.

"Hmmm…sure…" Nick replied not even bothering to pretend he was listening.

He couldn't take it anymore; he didn't care about Winston he needed to kiss Jess now. He lowered his head, his lips about to meet hers when he suddenly heard an all too familiar and horrible sound. He snapped his head back to the shower curtain.

"Winston! Are you peeing?" he asked angrily.

Jess went suddenly rigid where she stood. She probably wouldn't have noticed before over the sound of the shower but now she couldn't not hear what Winston was doing.

"Yeah…so?" Winston asked casually.

"Its gross man, I'm in the shower!" Nick yelled.

"So what Nick?" Winston replied. "Do I need to remind you of the number of times I have not only heard but actually had to watch you pee into things? Including my Great Aunt Edna's ashes!"

Jess looked up at Nick utterly horrified.

"I was drunk. It was an accident." He explained more to Jess who gave him a disapproving shake. "I mean who the hell puts an urn in a bathroom anyways!"

The sound of Winston peeing stopped.

"Winston would ya get out of here already!" Nick yelled.

"I'm going, I'm going." Winston muttered.

They heard the running water of the sink as Winston washed his hands, both Nick and Jess this time remembering to jump away from the cold splash of their excellent loft plumbing.

"See ya Nick." Winston said as he turned the tap off.

"Bye Winston." Nick said through gritted teeth.

They listened to Winston pad out of the bathroom, then stopping as he reached the bathroom door.

"See ya Jess." He called with a small laugh before he left.

It was late the next morning when Nick rolled over to find he was alone in Jess's bed. His face fell into a still sleepy scowl as he pulled himself up and searched the room for her but found no sign. His irritation faded as he heard the light sound of her laugh float through the slightly ajar bedroom door, along with the equally appealing smell of fresh coffee.

Nick also heard the sound of another voice as he swung his feet out of the bed and rubbed his bleary eyes, instantly recognisable as CeCe. This was the first time CeCe had been to the loft since the wedding and Nick had pretty much monopolised most of Jess time since then. Nick decided he would grab a cup of Joe and maybe a quick kiss from Jess and leave them to girls talk. He did not want to sit through that again.

The laughter died down and he decided now was his moment; Nick heaved himself up and walked to the door. His hands gripped the door handle when Jess uttered words which made his heart stop.

"So I think I'm definitely going to have to end things with Nick."

Nick stood frozen behind Jess's door, trying to understand what he had just heard. It felt like his whole world had come crashing down around him, was this really happening? He didn't understand, he thought things were going great, more than great. She had told him she didn't want to give up on this; she said she was all in as well. It had only been just over a week, she couldn't give up, he needed more time to show her he could do this.

"Really?" CeCe asked with a small laugh.

Nick gripped tighter on the door handle, how could she think this was funny? Nick's world was about to fall apart. Nick waited for Jess to respond, he didn't realise he was holding his breath as he listened, shielded by her door.

"Yup." Jess said overemphasising the 'p'. "I mean what choice do I have? The man has ruined me…he's practically turned me into a nymphomaniac!"

Nick's stood silently wallowing in his heartbreak when he was suddenly confused by her words.

"Come on Jess, you have to be exaggerating!" CeCe said.

"The hell I am! Every minute of every day all I think about is…" Jess lowered her voice Nick could barely hear her, "…sex with Nick feaking Miller!"

CeCe just laughed loudly in response, still amazed by her friend's embarrassment to say the word sex.

"I mean it CeCe he's turned me into some lust crazed mad-person. Seriously, last night we were in the shower…" Jess said.

CeCe cut her off, "Err, do I wanna hear this?"

"Let's see. Anyway we were in the shower, everything was good, all soapy and sexy fun times when Winston bursts in and starts peeing!" Jess said.

"Ew Jess I definitely did not want to hear that." CeCe replied.

"Well neither did I." Jess muttered. "And for most normal people that would have been a total mood killer. But oh no, not me, one look at his hot wet turtle face and boom!"

Cece laughed again, "So you…finished?"

"Twice." Jess said proudly.

Both girls hooted with laughter as Nick remained hidden on the other side of the door, a hundred different emotions racing through him.

Mostly he felt relief, relief that he had picked the worst possible moment to hear this conversation, relief that Jess didn't really want to give up on this.

Nick felt a sudden rush of confidence and satisfaction at her words, his ego having gotten a huge boost.

But Nick also felt that all too familiar pang of fear, fear at the utter devastation he felt when for those painful few moments he really did think he had lost her. The idea of going back to a world where Jess wasn't his, where he couldn't hold her or kiss her was too much to bear. One week and he was in deep, maybe more than he even knew until now.

"Wow go Nick Miller." CeCe said still giggling. "I never knew he had it in him."

Nick scowled, resenting CeCe's comment, why did everyone always assume he was bad at sex?

"Well he does…believe me." Jess replied her voice low and dark. "He just has to call me Jessica and my panties practically just fall down!"

Nick grinned proudly behind the door.

"Oversharing Jess." CeCe said. "So…is that what you guys are then? Roommates with benefits?"

Nick leaned in a little closer, curious to hear her answer, to know how Jess would define them.

Jess sighed, "No we're…he's my…I don't know what we are really, we haven't had the talk."

"Don't you think you should? Before things go too far." CeCe said her voice more serious.

"Nick doesn't exactly do well with the whole labels thing." Jess mumbled.

"Have you guys been on an actual date?" CeCe asked but Jess didn't answer. "Have you even left the apartment?"

Nick thought about CeCe's words and realised she was right. They had pretty much spent the whole time locked away in one of their bedrooms.

Jess was quiet for a moment, clearly thinking. "We picked up my dry cleaning on Wednesday and grabbed a coffee!"

"Wow how romantic." CeCe said in a snarky tone.

"CeCe stop, ok. Things are fine." Jess snapped.

"I'm just looking out for you Jess; I don't want you to get hurt." CeCe said in a more soft voice.

"Nick wouldn't hurt me." Jess said with a certainty that surprised Nick.

CeCe didn't respond to her words, clearly she didn't have the same sense of confidence in Nick. "I know you Jess and you need labels and boundaries."

As much as he was annoyed at her Nick had to agree with CeCe on this one, Jess was the type of girl who needed to know where she stood, she didn't do causal well. Nick remembered the initial debacle that was her relationship with Sam.

"CeCe please don't ruin this ok, things are going good, I'm happy." Jess pleaded. "Besides this was the plan, a summer of not talking about every little thing and overthinking, just…"

"What, avoidance and crazy hot sex?" CeCe asked.

"Why not? Sounds good to me." Jess said with small giggle.

"Because you lo…" CeCe began but stopped at the sound of the jingle of keys and the loft door opening. "Schmidt…hey."

"Arghhh!" Schmidt cried with a small scream. "Cecelia…hello…I…I wasn't expecting you." He said clearly extremely flustered by her presence.

An awkward silence followed his words, this was the first time they had been in the same room since CeCe called of her wedding for him and Schmidt had fun away.

"How are you?" he asked closing the door.

"Doing ok." She replied softly followed by another agonizingly long silence.

"Cecelia I'm sorry but if you have come here to seek comfort and the blissful escape that only my body can provide I cannot be of service. I have yet to make my decision." Schmidt said.

"Eww Schmidt, jar!" Jess yelled.

"It's fine Schmidt, I came to see Jess." CeCe replied.

"Yes, yes of course you did." Schmidt said patronisingly. "You're putting on such a brave face my dear."

Nick decided Schmidt's arrival and change of subject was the perfect time to break out of Jess room. He waited a moment longer and stumbled into the living room, rubbing his eyes and forcing out a slightly over-exaggerated yawn.

"What's going on?" he asked in his best sleepy voice.

Jess immediately sat up a little straighter. "Nick, you're awake."

"I am…Jessica." He said unable not to grin as he said her name. "Schmidt's lady scream woke me up."

"I have an extremely masculine scream Nicholas. I was just startled that's all." Schmidt snapped. "I did not expect to return from my booty burn boot camp class to find CeCe here trying to seduce me!"

"I'm not! I wasn't…eurgh you know what, I'm outta here." CeCe said standing up.

"CeCe don't go." Jess said.

CeCe shook her head and made her way to the door, stopping beside Schmidt. "It's fine Jess I have a shoot later today…a new swimwear line."

Schmidt's entire body went rigid half because of CeCe's close proximity to him and half because his mind was picturing her in a never-ending reel of tiny bikinis.

Jess grinned at her friend, "Ohhhh sounds hot."

"Yeah it's at this beach in Malibu…I'll be pretty wet." CeCe said lowly as she leant closer to Schmidt. "See ya Schmidt."

Schmidt couldn't take his eyes from her as CeCe walked out the apartment, swinging her hips slowly.

Jess giggled at her friends actions, Nick eyes locked with hers at the sound. He loved her laugh.

The door closed behind her and Schmidt broke free from CeCe's spell.

"Damn that Indian temptress!" he yelled turning from the door back to Jess and Nick whose eyes were still fixed on one another.

Schmidt let out an annoyed grunt. "Eurgh are you seriously telling me even though you two are now actually having constant and inappropriately loud body sex you're still going to do the eye thing?"

"Jar." Nick snapped breaking his eyes from Jess.

"Yeah Schmidt don't get mad just because you're all worked up and twirly thinking about CeCe in her teeny tiny swimsuits." Jess teased.

Schmidt opened his mouth to respond but stopped images of CeCe flooded his mind once more.

"I need to be alone." He yelled marching to his room. "I have urgent business to attend to.

"Eww." Jess said.

Schmidt stopped at his bedroom door, "And I am not to be disturbed!" he yelled slamming the door violently.

"No problem!" Nick yelled at the closed door. He turned back to Jess on the couch. "So what's the plan for today Jessica?"

Jess eyes narrowed at the way he said her full name.

She stood up, "Well Nicholas it's my turn to get the groceries so maybe later we could…"

Nick shook his head, "No give me five minutes and I'll go with ya."

"You sure?" Jess asked unexpectedly. Nick hated shopping of any kind.

"Sure, why not."

"Oooook." Jess said still slightly puzzled.

Nick turned to his room to change. He wanted them to do more outside the loft, he knew a trip to the grocery store wasn't exactly the most romantic thing in the world but he had to start somewhere.

Nick usually hated grocery shopping or shopping of any kind whatsoever but today it just didn't seem so bad.

Maybe it was because Jess was doing all the work, picking out all the groceries, ticking each item off the list on her little notepad. Or maybe it was how she sang eenie meenie miney mo to each piece of fruit or vegetable she picked up. Or maybe it was the way her hand lightly stroked his back as she walked alongside him down the aisles as he pushed the cart.

Or maybe it was just the fact she let him push the cart and giggled when he pretended he was a racing driver. Nick didn't care that he had an actual car or that he had been driving half of his life, anytime you gave a man something with wheels he instantly reverted to a six year old kid. Schmidt never let Nick push the cart.

Jess placed a carton of eggs gently in the cart and dutifully crossed them off her list.

"Is there much left to get?" Nick asked as they slowly glided through the store.

"Just one more thing." She said with a smile. "I can't believe how quick we were. I'd say we make a pretty good team Miller."

Nick smiled back, "I'd say so too Day."

And they did. Nick would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the way they moved around the store together, acting so comfortable and in sync. They were just like all the other couples around them. Nick liked the feeling a lot, the ease of it all.

Jess hand traced up his back as she guided him towards the location of their final item. Nick looked up and saw they were in the health section.

"So…what do we need?" he said.

But he didn't need Jess to answer, he turned to where she stood and found he was facing a giant wall of condoms. Nick's feelings of comfort and ease evaporated instantly.

"Jess…what are you…" he mumbled.

"Getting the last thing on the list." She said picking up different boxes and reading the back with the same look of interest on her face as she did down the cereal aisle.

"You're actually telling me you wrote…condoms on your shopping list?" he asked.

Jess didn't answer and just shoved her notepad at him. Nick looked down and sure enough in her delicate handwriting underneath the last few items on her list – pineapple, new yarn, eggs – were the words condoms (lots). Nick shook his head; it was such a Jess thing to do.

"Fine just pick some so we can go. They're all the same." He said.

"Not true Nicholas, see these ones…" she said shoving an orange box of Trojans in his face. "…are ultra-ribbed, whereas these ones…" Nick was suddenly met with a blue box. "…are ultra-sensitive…almost like wearing nothing at all." She said in a sing-song voice reading the tag line directly.

Nick rolled his eyes, "Whatever they do the same job."

Jess looked at him, "Come on Nick, help me chose."

"No." he replied flatly.

"Well don't blame me if you don't like them, you're the one wearing them after all." She said as if she was talking about a pair of shoes.

Nick didn't reply just muttered something under his breath. Suddenly Jess was distracted by brightly coloured box.

She reached out for it, "Ooooh look at these…intensified charged orgasmic pleasure lubricated condoms…"

What the hell is happening he thought? Is this really the same girl who couldn't bring herself to say the words sex and penis half the time because she felt too embarrassed but was now standing here in front of god and everyone uttering the words intensified charged orgasmic pleasure lubricated condoms? Maybe she was right; maybe he had turned her into a nymphomaniac.

Jess eyes continued to eagerly read the words on the box and threw two boxes in the cart. "Definitely those!"

"Great, can we go now?" Nick asked but groaned as something else caught Jess attention.

"Ooooh flavours!" she squealed picking a bright yellow box.

"Those are very good but the strawberry ones can be a little sweet." A quiet slightly frail sounding voice said beside Jess.

Nick looked and saw a small, kindly looking woman most likely in her seventies. She looked just like somebody's sweet old grandma except she was standing there holding a big box of Magnum XL. Nick was horrified.

But Jess didn't seem at all fazed. "Thanks."

The old woman gave a nod. "You should try the tingle ones as well, they're both on offer."

"Great! Thanks!" Jess said with a smile picking up another box.

"No problem sweetheart. You kids enjoy." She said in a sweet voice with a wink and walked away.

"What a nice lady." Jess said adding the two other boxes to the cart. She looked up at Nick who was staring at her utterly appalled. "What?"

"That was one of the worst things I have ever experienced in my life." He said. Jess rolled her eyes at him. "I mean it Jess; I'm gunna need therapy or something to deal with that."

"And you say I'm immature about…sex." Taking a small breath before she said the last word. "They're just condoms Nick!"

Nick rolled his eyes at her.

Jess moved herself a little closer to him, one handing trailing up his chest, "And I think we're gunna be needing a whole bunch of them don't you?"

Nick didn't answer. Jess conversation with CeCe from that morning was replaying in his mind. He felt something rush through him, a sudden need for her to know this was about more than just sex for him, a hell of a lot more.

He looked down at her seriously. "Hey Jess, what are ya doing tonight?"

"Nothing much." She mumbled, her heart jumped in her chest, hoping this was going where she thought it was.

"Wanna go out with me?" he asked quietly.

Jess raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Like a date?"

Nick knew this wasn't exactly the most romantic moment to have asked her, standing in the condom aisle after some creepy old lady have given them sex advise but Nick had to just go for it. No thinking remember Miller.

Nick nodded, "Yeah, like a date."

Jess beamed up at him, "Pick me up at eight."