**Author's Note: Sorry it's been awhile since I've updated. Life, am I right? Anyway, let me know what you think about this chapter. I am on the fence about whether I should do another M-rated chapter or not. Chapter 5 was my first attempt at writing a love scene, like ever, so I don't really know if I'm any good at it. So if you do or don't want that, please review or PM me. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own New Girl.

After their second night in the honeymoon suite, Jess decided to wake up early to get to a store to find a change of clothes. She hadn't really needed any until now since she and Nick had been spending all their time in bed. While shopping in her sari made her feel a little ridiculous, she didn't seem to care all that much because she just couldn't wipe the smile from her face. She had been feeling giddy the whole weekend and she couldn't believe how amazing it had been with Nick, even though they still had not talked about what exactly was going on between them. She thought it might be fun to check out the pool at the hotel, so she got herself a swimsuit and picked one up for Nick as well. She snuck back into their room wearing the skinny jeans and fitted yellow "San Diego" t-shirt that she bought that morning. Nick was still blissfully sleeping in the same spot as when she left. She had picked up some coffee and bagels for their breakfast and was setting them out on the table when his voice made her jump.

"Where have you been?" His voice cracked sleepily and then he chuckled softly to himself as Jess gasped "oh God," obviously startled by his query.

"Just thought I'd do a little shopping...maybe try to pry you off this bed so we could head to the pool? I've heard this room isn't the only attraction in this place," she teased.

"I didn't hear you complaining last night...or yesterday morning...or afternoon..." he continued as a cocky smile crept to his face. Jess felt her face blush at his words.

"Just get over here and drink your coffee. I'm going to the bathroom to change." Nick relunctantly got up from the bed, slipping on his boxers as he lazily made his way over to her.

"So what am I supposed to wear to the pool, Jess?" he asked as he placed a hand on her waist while his other lightly brushed the hair from her ponytail off her shoulder.

"Oooh! I got you theeese!" She exclaimed as she rummaged through her bags and triumphantly held up the pair of swim trunks with smiley faces all over them.

"Really? That's what you decided to go with?" He tried to mock her, but as she poked out her bottom lip and gave him a pleading look, he couldn't help but laugh. "All right, I'll wear whatever. Go get changed." She hopped to the bathroom as he shook his had and tore a piece of his bagel off and popped it into his mouth.

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Almost 15 minutes later, Nick had changed into the super fashionable swim trunks that Jess picked out. He was finishing his coffee and checking the clock. He thought Jess had been in the bathroom for way too long.

"C'mon Jess, this was your idea! Are you ready to go or what?"

"Alright alright, I'm coming," she yelled through the door. "It's just..." she began as she opened the door, "this is like the least skimpy suit I could find. I just wish it had like a ruffle, or a flower, or polka dots, or something..." Nick stopped listening as soon as she opened the door. She came out in a simple, black string bikini that tied at the hips and behind her neck and back. Sure, he'd seen every part of her (lots of times in the last few days), but he had never seen her wear something so revealing. This was definitely not something she would pick out if she had the choice. She finally caught him with his mouth hanging open, his eyes looking her up and down. "What?"

"I mean...you have got to be kidding me. Look at you!" he said defeatedly, gesturing at her with his hand. 'Again, with the perfection?' he thought. She was slightly embarrassed being so skankily clad, but also excited at how easily she could turn him on. She smiled and started heading toward the door.

"C'mon Nick, let's go."

"Nope," he shook his head as he started walking toward her.

"What-ahh!" She squealed as he bent over and picked her up by the legs and threw her over his shoulder as he trudged toward the bed.

"I've gotta do somethin' first." He pulled the string behind her back open before he threw her on the bed. Before her body could even settle on the bed, he had pulled her top over her head and began kissing her neck down to her chest. She tried to protest, but she felt sort of powerful, being able to distract him so well with barely a thought. She pushed him off of her and rolled on top of him.

"Remind me to wear this more often," she said mischeviously as she began kissing down his bare chest...

...::...

About an hour later, they had both put their suits back on and finally decided to head to the pool. Although it was nice to finally feel some sun on their faces after being cooped up in one room for two days, they had their fill of being around other people fairly quickly. They were only outside for thirty minutes or so before they decided to head back to the room. As they came in, they threw their wet towels on the backs of the chairs at the dining table. Jess thought she would try to casually bring up their situation so they could finally talk about what was going on between them.

"Sooo...this is good. I feel good. Do you feel good? 'Cause I think this is...good." She was trying to play it cool, but words escaped her and she couldn't think of anything else to say but "good."

"Uhh, yeah. Good. I feel...that...too."

"Nick, I don't want to push you into something that you don't want, but this whole weekend, being together? It feels like we're really...together. Like a couple, you know? Is that what you want?" He could feel himself start to panic. He wanted this so much, but he was still petrified to tell her his feelings first. She could see the fear invading his eyes, so she continued.

"Because I want this. Whatever this is that we're doing, I like it. And if that means we're a couple, then that's what I want. I know it might be hard with us living together and whatever, but I don't care. I want this. I want to be with you, Nick. Just like this. So please just, talk to me...say something." She started getting worried since he hadn't interrupted her long confusing rant. She wasn't even sure she was getting her point across until finally, he laughed to himself and began to speak.

"Yes, Jess. This is exactly what I want. Honestly, I don't know how you couldn't tell before...but I'm like, pretty into you," he said with a chuckle.

"Oh really?" Jess grinned seductively. As she made her way over to him, she heard a strange buzzing sound coming from under the bed. She bent down to check it out and found her phone had been down there for who knows how long. They hadn't exactly been paying attention to anything but each other since they arrived at the hotel. She stood up and checked her messages.

"Oh my God...I have like a dozen text messages. Why haven't we been answering our phones?" She started to sound more panicked as she scrolled through the texts. Meanwhile, Nick began searching for his phone and found it in his jacket pocket, powered off.

"Well, my phone's dead so...what's goin' on?"

"They're all from Schmidt and Cece. Oh God, I can't believe I left Cece! I can't believe she broke off her wedding because of Schmidt!" she said as if the memories were just coming back to her. "And Schmidt is mad at me because he can't get a hold of you. Apparently this whole 'thing' we have going is seriously overshadowing his 'bro-ing out privileges'? What does that mean?"

"It means Schmidt's an idiot."

"I don't know, Nick. He sounds pretty desperate here. I think maybe we should head back and deal with this." Nick was furious but tried to play it cool. 'Even in a different city, Schmidt is still the biggest cock-block of all time,' Nick thought. He nodded and they both started grabbing their things to head back home. When they had everything together, Nick hesitated and stopped just before the door.

"Jess, listen. Before we go, just...are you sure you wanna go? I'm sure those crazy kids'll figure out their own stuff. Ya know?"

"Nick, no. Come on, they're our friends! We have to help them! Besides, it's not like we could hide out here forever."

"Are you sure? Because I could bartend pretty much anywhere. I saw a little cabana by the pool. And you're a great teacher. I'm sure you'd find something fast..." He was trying to play it cool but his voice became more panicked with every sentence. Jess could tell he was about to break into a full-on ramble, so she cut him off.

"What's this really about, Nick? Are you afraid of going back? What, are you ashamed of me or something?" she teased.

"What? No! No, of course not!" He sighed heavily as he tried to get the truth out. "Look, I just don't want to screw this up. I've been trying to say this for a while but, y- you mean a lot to me, Jess. This whole weekend has been really fun and easy and...I don't know. I guess I'm just worried that going home is gonna ruin it. And I don't think I could handle us calling it again."

"That was your idea!"

"Well it was a stupid idea! I didn't mean it!"

"Then why did you say it, Nick?!"

"BECAUSE I DIDN'T WANT YOU TO SAY IT FIRST!"

"What?" Her voice softened at his confession.

"I just thought it would hurt less if I was the one to end it. Like maybe if it was my idea, then I'd be fine. Because I knew if you had said it to me, I don't think I would have handled it well." Jess slowly nodded as a smile found its way to her face.

"So, I mean a lot to you, huh?"

"I wasn't sure if you caught that part."

"I think it's gonna be fine, Nick. Let's just take it one step at a time, you know? We can do this." She stared at him expectantly. Finally, he sighed and conceded.

"Okay, let's go home." He grabbed her hand and led her out the door. Jess checked her phone one more time to see what time it was and noticed a text that she had passed up before.

"Oh, hey. I have a text from Winston too."

"What's it say?"

"'No rabies. I'm in the clear. You guys comin' to pick me up or what?' What does that mean?" She asked, a perplexed look on her face.

"Oh yeah," Nick stated calmly. "Bucky bit him. We should probably stop at the hospital on the way back." Jess' mouth dropped open in horror as they started jogging down the hall to the elevator.

**A/N: It just wouldn't feel like an episode of New Girl without Schmidt trying to ruin yet another Nick & Jess moment, right? Reviews?