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Rated M for language and sexual innuendos.

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This is a fluff chapter.

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He hated to call Ship this late knowing he just had a baby and he and Amber were getting used to being first time parents, so he called the next best thing…his buddy Rob. He needed to tell him what happened with Brooke today and he knew it would blow his mind too.

"Hey, Nicky, what's up!" Sherry's cheerful southern voice greeted him.

"Hey, Sher, What's up, you ask? What's up? You will not believe what is up!" Nick began his conversation, "Is Rob around?"

"Yea, he is in the kitchen, 'HEY, ROB! It's NICKY!'…. He's coming, Nick," she said.

"Wait, you will want to stay on the phone for this one too, Sherry," he told her.

Nick spent an hour telling them all about what happened after Josh and Anna's wedding all the way to Brooke showing up in front of his house today. The old friends were horrified and deeply saddened at how their friend Brooke had lost her mind.

"Nicky, man, why didn't you call us sooner? Maybe we could have talked sense into her!" Rob said.

"I didn't know what the fuck was true, untrue, or what. I called you guys but you were on vacation…Ship and Amber just had their baby…and Josh and Anna just got married…You think I cam gonna fuck up your lives just because Brooke was fucking up mine?" he explained.

The old college friends talked and talked about the sadness that just took place. The sadness of Brooke's deterioration and her impending jail time.

"I am telling you guys right now…I want all of you to know this…I will make sure she goes away for this…do not ask me to think about the old Brooke…to think about the good times we all shared because she is DONE…she is fuckin' GONE, man…GONE," Nick said adamantly.

"No, No, Nicky, of course, come on…we're behind you completely, you know that!" Rob and Sherry agreed.

"Listen, please do me a favor…you guys tell Josh and Ship and the girls…I am too tired. I am too drained. I just want to go upstairs and get in bed with my wife. I just want to get away from today and look forward to tomorrow," he told his friends. "All I have left to say is she should just be very thankful," Nick said slowly and seriously.

"Thankful? For what?" Rob asked on the other end of the phone.

"Thankful that I didn't kill her tonight," Nick said flatly.

And he meant it.

Nick shut the lights off and headed to bed. He began unbuttoning his shirt on the way up the stairs to his room. He was so beat. He could not believe what went on today. It was more than he ever expected or could even imagine. He didn't feel bad about putting his hands on a woman…he didn't know if that was a good thing or bad. Either way, he really didn't care.

As Nick made it to the top of the stairs he took his shirt off completely and held it in his hand. He peeked in on his daughter first. Walking bare chested into her room, he knelt down next to her bed and stroked the side of her face with the side of his index finger. She was so precious and all he wanted to do was to just stare at her awhile.

"Daddy is so sorry, Sweet Pea. I'm sorry she scared you today…but I promise you…I promise you that Daddy will make sure she doesn't touch you ever, ever, again…you or Mommy," he whispered next to her ear.

Emma rolled over and began sucking her thumb. Nick knew she was peaceful and that was all he needed to see. He knew she was okay. She was dreaming happy things and life was back to normal for her. Kids were resilient he knew, but it made him happy just seeing her at peace.

He wasn't so sure that the other love of his life would be sleeping as peacefully just yet. Nick leaned over and kissed his daughter's head again, stood up, and headed out of her room with his shirt under his arm. Closing the door slightly, Nick headed to his room.

As he opened their bedroom door he could smell her sexy scent immediately. He loved the scent of her lotion. It smelled up the whole room when she put it on after her shower. He loved the smell…it smelled like 'her'.

Nick tossed his shirt on the chair in the corner and was unbuckling his pants when she walked out of their bathroom. He continued to take off his pants but he watched her as he did it. He scanned her body and her Kiwi Mellon scent was heightening his senses and he knew SHE knew it.

Jules didn't look his way. She walked past him without even taking a minute to glance at him standing in only his gray boxer brief underwear like she usually would. Nick watched her continue to lotion up her arms in front of her dresser. As if he was entranced by the smell, he looked at her bare legs and followed them up to the hem of her lavender silk slip nightgown. His eyes traced the black lace trim and followed the lace accent up to where it framed her breasts. Nick took a deep breath and his eyes now followed the thin, silk, straps that caressed her shoulders. Her neck invited him to watch simply by looking smooth and delicious.

Jules continued to ignore his blatant stares and she bent over and let her hair dangle over the floor. She brushed it around with her fingers and shook it to get the remaining dampness out. She knew damn well he was watching her. She knew knew damn well bending over like that and seeing her hair flow down made him want her even more than the silky nightgown she was wearing.

"You are punishing me, aren't ya, Sunshine?" he said slowly as if he had drool coming from his mouth.

"No," she said simply.

"You smell delicious…and uh, I like when you dry your hair like that," he said lustfully.

"Thank you," she said flatly.

Nick tried hard not to be so entranced by her. He walked over to his dresser and fumbled through the drawers looking for a pair of boxers to sleep in. He knew it was pointless to pretend not to notice her. He was so addicted to her and it was obvious. He just couldn't help himself. And, as only an addict would, he kept looking back at her.

Jules tried hard not to smile. She knew he loved that lotion. She knew he loved when she flipped her hair over. She knew he was watching her move around the room in her silk and lace, little, nighty. And she was glad.

Finally Nick spun around, "YOU are doing this to me on purpose!"

"What? Doing whatttt?" she said with attitude.

"You know you look hot. You know you smell good enough to eat. You know how hot I think your body is…YOU are teasing me!" he trailed on continuing to scan her.

"If I was trying to tease you, Nicholas, I would have worn one of your dress shirts and no panties at all…SEE…I have panties on!" she said trying hard not to smile as she lifted her silk nightgown up and showed him a tiny lace thong that matched the lace on her nightgown. "So NO, I am NOT trying to tease YOU!"

Nick stared at her underwear and then gasped when he saw her bend over and pick up his pants off the floor. As she bent over he could see her bare ass cheeks and a small piece of her lace panties.

"You don't wear thongs to bed!" he yelled with desperation.

"Oh, oops," she said as she looked back at him and pretended to straighten up quickly pulling her nightgown down to cover herself better.

Nick continued whining, "AND you usually wear cute cotton nightshirts or shorts not silk and lace… And you clip your hair UP when you sleep…you…you are letting it cascade over your silky shoulders and down your sexy shoulder blades and…SEE! YOU GOT ME CRAZY!"

"Noooo, Cowboy…I didn't GET you crazy! You WERE ABSOLUTELY CRAZY when you decided not to tell me about Cole's participation in trying to make the life we know life a living hell!" she flitted by him and into the bathroom.

"UGHHHH!" he groaned and looked at the ceiling.

He was about to explain why he did it…why he kept the secret but he knew she already knew why they did it. He knew deep down she might not agree with their decision but she understood or she wouldn't be acting this way. She wasn't as mad anymore and he could see it in her demeanor. That did not mean she wasn't going to make him crazy just for payback. Nick knew he was going to have to suffer and she was making sure he suffered for sure.

Nick rubbed his hands over his face and then followed her into the bathroom, but first he threw the boxers he planned on wearing to bed on the dresser, took off his underwear, brought them with him into the bathroom and threw them into the hamper letting the wicker and metal lid slam loudly so she would look up. He knew she spotted him. But to make sure he walked across to the linen closet and pulled out a towel.

Jules was brushing her teeth and when she looked up she saw him in the mirror completely naked. He took her breath away with his chiseled body. "That bastard is getting even with me," she thought and looked away from his sexy body and purposely put the mouthwash back under the sink.

Nick had to look away fast again too because Jules made a point to bend over again to put something under the sink. "Oh, she's freakin' good, that dirty, little, minx is gooood," he thought to himself. Placing his towel on the hook by the shower he turned on the water and got in.

Jules sneaked a peek at his steamy silhouette but refused to join him or let him know how much he gets to her too.

Instead, she headed out of the bathroom but before she did, she leaned over and flushed the toilet. She heard him yell as she scurried out.

"WHOA! You did it on purpose, you rat!" he yelled as he jumped back from the hot water with a smirk on his face. "Damn, she is a little bitch when she wants to be…God I want her so fucking bad!" he thought to himself as he washed his hair.

Nick came walking out of the shower in a plush, white, towel wrapped around his waist. Jules refused to look over because she knew how much she loved the way he looked like that. Instead, she crawled under the covers and turned off the lamp on her end table.

Nick tried one last attempt to make her melt. He took off her towel and flung it at her. The damp towel hit her on the side of her head and she took it off and bolted upright. When she turned to bitch at him she saw him standing there naked with that Nick Stokes smile that grabbed her heart from the first day she met him. But Jules was stronger than him. She had a tough and determined streak in her that stemmed back from her childhood. She would never allow him to win. This was HER game and she would never let him win it.

Jules threw the towel back at him and disregarded his sexy body and his heartwarming smile that showed his adorable dimples. It took every ounce of restraint she had but she did it. But not before she tilted her body in such a way that her nightgown strap slipped over her shoulder and exposed her breast almost completely.

"Oops," she said and slid the strap up sensually and then tilted her head causing her hair to flow over her shoulder.

Nick's eyes didn't miss it. He wished his mouth didn't fall open but he knew it did and he knew she saw it. He wanted to make her cave but it was her that had him in the palm of her hand and she squeezed.

Jules turned over again and snuggled under the covers.

"Goodnight, Cowboy…sweet dreams," she told him softly.

He couldn't see the devious smile that crept across her face.

But he knew...

...she won.