**Author's Note** Thanks so much for the reviews! They're really exciting to read. I tried going for more of a narrative this time (as requested). The reason I wrote the first chapter like a script was because I want it to feel like you're watching the show, and in the show, we don't hear what's going on in their heads. So with that in mind, I tried to keep that going while still making it a narrative. Anyway, it's kind of short, but I really wanted to get more posted quickly so here it is. Please review!

Disclaimer: I do not own New Girl.

Jess slowly opened her eyes early the next morning. It only took a second for her to realize that her head was resting on Nick's chest as her whole body was clinging to him. She couldn't help the giddy smile that came to her face when she thought about last night. Just then, she heard her phone buzzing. It was a text from her dad. ::Coming to visit you soon!:: So she texted back, ::That's great! When?::

::I'm in the elevator :):: was his response.

Jess' eyes grew three times normal size as she glanced over at Nick and whisper-screamed, "Oh my Goooood!" She knew this would not be the most favorable of positions for her father to find her in, so she needed to fix this fast.

"Nick...Nick, wake up!" she whispered as she tapped his shoulder repeatedly. Nick was clearly too groggy to notice the panic in her voice.

"Again, Jess?! C'mon, we gotta get SOME sleep," he laughed, but had no intention of refusing her as he began kissing her neck just below her ear.

"No, seriously Nick. We have to get u-oh my God, how do you do that?" She couldn't seem to concentrate on anything but his tongue and whatever it was doing so well on her neck. He couldn't help but smile as he continued to torture her. She seemed to forget about her dad for a moment as she let him continue up to kiss her lips.

"Okay, fine. What do we have to do?" he said, disinterested, between kisses. He stopped to look at her, waiting for her response.

"I...don't remember..." He was satisfied with that answer as he leaned in for another kiss. "Wait!" "Ugh, what is it Jess?" He was growing impatient. Just then, there was a knock on her bedroom door.

"Jess, your dad's here!" Schmidt said through the door.

"That," she said as she motioned toward the door as a panicked look washed over both their faces.

**ROLL CREDITS**

Who's that girrrrlll? It's Jess!

Suddenly, Nick and Jess were fumbling around the room with clothes, sheets, pillows, etc. (since neither of them were fully dressed yet), their whispered screams illustrating their panicked emotions. Jess found her pink robe and threw it on over her bra and panties. Nick was still in his boxers, clutching a throw pillow to his chest as they both ran to Jess' closet to hide.

"What the hell, Jess?! You coulda told me your dad was coming this morning!"

"I didn't know until like 20 seconds ago! And...you...distracted me." she admitted as her cheeks began to flush.

He couldn't help the flirtatious smile that came to his face. "Yeah?"

"Really? Not a good time, Nick. My dad's gonna flip out if he finds us in here together. Do you have any idea what happened the last time he found me with a guy?!"

*Flashback*

"Jess?" Bob quickly knocks on Jess' partially open door and walks right in. "Hey, honey. I-" He stares shocked as an 8-year-old Jess is sitting on her bed with a boy as they share an innocent peck on the lips. He walks right out of the room. Jess and the boy sit on her bed, completely embarrassed. Bob storms back into the room with a baseball bat. The poor boy jumps up off the bed and leaps out the window.

"You horny little bastard! If I ever catch you near my baby girl again, you're dead! You hear me? DEAD!" he screams as he shakes the bat out the window after him.

*End Flashback*

"...And come to think of it, Billy never showed up at school again after that!" she said suspiciously.

"Oh my God, I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die!" Nick was really starting to lose it.

"No, shh, no. It's fine. I'm gonna go out there," she began to say as she removed her robe while searching her closet for a t-shirt and some jeans, "and I'm gonna distract him. Or take him to breakfast or something, and then you can sneak across the hall. No biggie. Just watch out for Schmidt, okay?" Nick was not even remotely listening at this point. He watched her with a goofy grin on his face as she stood there in her bra and underwear, unashamed in front of him, while she started pulling her jeans over her hips. "OKAY?!" she reiterated. Finally, he snapped out of it. "Hmm?" Realizing that he was ogling her, she quickly pulled her shirt over her head and crossed her arms over her chest, suddenly realizing her shyness.

"Just stay in here until you hear us leave, okay?" He nodded as they shared an awkward, yet heated look. "Okay..." she turned and headed toward her door.

"Hey Jess?" She turned around immediately, as if she was expecting him to say something. Instead, he just gently grabbed the side of her face under her jaw and kissed her tenderly. As their lips parted, they both let out a shuddering breath. Jess wasn't sure if she had the strength to leave him after that. As they stared into each other's eyes, there was a more insistent knock at the door.

"Jess!" Schmidt yelled. "C'mon, get out here!" Then in a hushed voice, he added, "I refuse to be alone with this man any longer. He's giving me the evil eye!

Jess rolled her eyes and headed for the door. As she grabbed the doorknob, she turned back to look at Nick. "We'll...talk? Later?" she said, unsure of her own words. "I'll be here," he replied with a weak smile. Talking about their situation was still not something he was prepared to do. She returned the smile and slid through her door to the living room.