This is probably the last chapter for now but I might do a part 2 story set in this universe but in the future if people like :)
"That... Was amazing" Nick said picking up Carla's hand and playing with her wedding ring.
"It was definitely something Nicky boy" she replied cheekily.
"I've missed this, I've missed you." Nick said now sitting up and laying on his side so he could see Carla better.
"Me too.. Not that I'm complaining or anything but what made you come here?" Carla questioned Nick.
"Michelle made me realise I love you and i would never forgive myself if I didn't give you a second chance" he said kissing her on the cheek.
"Ah right,so I've got Michelle to thank for my afternoon of pleasure then?" She said laughing.
"Michelle just gave me a nudge in the right direction, if you don't mind me asking baby, what prompted you to invite him?" Nick asked hesitantly.
"If your on about Peter, he's a friend and i bumped into him when I was on the way to the rovers to invite Michelle and I just ended up asking him. You've got nothing to worry about you know? I love you." Carla reassured him.
"I know, I trust you. It's just you will never be just a friend to that man. He still fancies you like crazy Carla." Nick told her.
"I'm not daft, I know he fancies me. But I've got no interest in him whatsoever. It's all about me and you, the here and now." Carla said smiling.
"I believe you Carla, I just don't want him coming between us. If Peter Barlow split up our marriage then I don't think I would survive. I just wish you would stay away from him." He said looking down at the wedding ring on Carla finger that he was still playing with.
"Don't worry Nicholas, we aren't going to have sleepovers and braid each other's hair! If I see him on the street I'll say hello and occasionally if he's in the pub whilst we are there we can sit with him. Okay?" Carla asked.
"To be honest I'd prefer not to speak to him at all but I'm willing to do whatever makes you happy baby." Nick said pulling Carla in closer to him and planting a small, yet meaningful kiss on her lips.
"Nick..." Carla said breaking the silence between them.
"Yes beautiful?" Nick questioned.
"I want to go home." Carla admitted. " I just want to be in our flat, in our bed. Together" she added.
"We can do whatever you want, but if we do go back, let's not tell anyone" Nick said laughing to himself.
"Why not" Carla said also laughing but not getting why he was laughing.
"We can spend the whole two weeks in bed and cuddle up on the sofa and people will still think we are in Spain" Nick told Carla his master plan and smiled to himself proudly.
"What about when we 'come back' and we don't have tans?" Carla said questioning nicks 'fool proof plan'.
"We can get fake ones!" Nick suggested.
"You... Getting a fake tan" she said laughing.
"What! I think I'd look rather sexy as an orange" Nick answered back poking her.
"You'd look sexy in a bin liner sweetheart" Carla said to her husband.
"I've just realised your my wife" like told Carla laughing nervously.
"I'm married to Carla Connor" he shouted slightly.
Carla began to laugh "Carla Tisley now actually Nicholas, get it right. " Nick began to tickle her making Carla let out her dirty infectious laugh and Nick couldn't help but laugh too.
Both of them were so caught up in the moment they didn't hear the door open and only stopped messing around when they saw Peter stood by the door with a confused look on his face.
"We sorted things out, we are giving it another try" Carla explained to Peter.
"Yeah I can see that car, don't worry about me I just came to get my stuff." Peter said walking into the room more and heading over to where his bags were situated.
"We are going home tomorrow.. Do you want us to book you a ticket?" Carla nervously asked.
"No thankyou, I'm staying here" Peter said calmly.
"Staying here? What about Weatherfield? What about your dad and Simon?" Carla exclaimed.
"They'll cope, they are probably better off without me. I'm staying here.. With Aimee" Peter told them both.
"Aimee? The girl from reception who tried coping off with Nick? Jesus Peter I thought you had standards." Carla replied harshly.
"She's beautiful Carla" Peter told her.
"I'm not saying she's not. I think she's absolutely stunning.. And her eyebrows! Don't even get me started you've got to ask her where she gets em done Peter, they are fabulous" Carla said truthfully. Peter couldn't really tell if she was being serious or not so he just went with it.
"I'll ask her for you" Peter agreed.
The thing that happened next was something neither Carla nor Peter were expecting. Nick stood up from the bed with a robe on and held out his hand in front of Peter ready for him to shake it.
"No hard feelings,yeah?" Nick said waiting for his response.
"Thanks Nick, you look after her." Peter responded.
"Of course I will, she my wife. She deserves a chance of happiness."