Thank you for all the lovely feedback. For myself, I really want to get through these next chapters to build up to the sexyness, but I'm really glad you all enjoyed the last chapter. I just hope you are all enjoying the story as well.
Jess' eyes went wide, she grabbed his hands which were still hugged around her waist and pushed herself away from him, "Nick you better go, that sounded like it came from your room."
Nick stared at her reflection in the mirror, he could see the shame and concern etched across her face. "Ummm... yeah, I guess so."
He quickly zipped up his pants, fastened his belt and walked over to the bathroom door. He glanced back towards her, but she was still facing the vanity. "I'm so sorry Jess..." Nick whispered pleading with her to understand and then he was gone.
As soon as she no longer felt his presence, Jess hunched herself over the bathroom sink and began sobbing. "What have I done?" Jess choked out to herself. He has a girlfriend, sleeping right down the hall no less and I allowed this to happen.
She looked up at herself in the mirror, "Come on Jess, be honest with yourself, you willed this to happen."
The tears continued to fall, but she couldn't really fault anyone but herself. She had deliberately waited for him to come home and she had consciously put on the tiniest towel in the loft which barely covered her assets. And when she heard the TV come on, she had intentionally gone out into the living room to tell him that she was going to take a shower.
"God dammit, Schmidt was right, I'm a no good evil temptress!"
But what about Nick, he's just as much at fault as I am, he pursued me. He marched right in here and took what he wanted.
"Oh, God, but I wanted it too!" Jess turned the tap on and splashed her face with the cool water. And I want, no I need more!
In that instant, Jess felt a sense of empowerment come over her; it was like all the guilt of what she had just done with Nick had washed away. I want him, I want him BAD!
And little Miss Reagan, or any other women for that matter wasn't going to get in her way this time.
"I'ma get my biscuit!"
Nick squeezed his eyes and took a huge breath as he turned the knob to his bedroom, slightly pushing the door open a crack. He could see the light streaming from his closet onto his bed.
"Reagan, you ok?" Nick asked as he pushed the door open wider.
Reagan was sitting with her legs crossed on his bedroom floor with a shoe box, (yes that shoe box), in her lap. "Nick, what is all this?" Her voice sounded weak as she looked up at him in disbelief, holding her hands out towards him.
She had the wristband from the resort in Mexico in one hand and the nerdy sex coupon in the other. He started to rub the back of his neck, he already felt guilty for what had just transpired in the bathroom, but now he was incensed; Reagan had found his Jessica Day box.
He crouched down towards her, not really knowing how to address her question and took the items from her hands, grabbing the box at the same time from her lap. "What are you doing awake? I thought you have to work tomorrow!"
"Well if you must know, I was trying to reorganize your closet!" Reagan chided as she picked herself up off the floor.
Nick looked down into the box and noticed that the tiny blue sapphire was missing from it's velvet case. He frantically began searching the floor with his eyes.
"What's the matter Nick, did you lose something?" Reagan asked coldly, as she made her way back over to his closet.
"Where is it?" Nick asked hysterically.
That's when he saw a glint as Reagan reached up to grab a hanger. He moved up behind her and grabbed her wrist, and looked down at her hand. There was the tiny ring, Jess' ring, on Reagan's pinky finger.
"Why the hell are you going through my stuff Reagan!?" Nick roared.
Reagan jumped back a little, "Jeez Nick, I didn't realize that this meant so much to you."
Nick let go of her wrist, he could tell that he had frightened her by the look on her face. But he couldn't help himself, he felt so violated.
Reagan pulled the ring off and pushed it into his chest, "Here take it! I guess this wasn't meant for me!" She went back towards the bed and continued to sort through the mass amount of clothing.
Nick ran his hand down his face, he could still smell Jess' heavenly scent on his fingers; the effects of her from moments ago were still radiating throughout his body and now he had this overwhelming feeling of guilt wash over him.
Nick safely put the items back in their box. "Look Reagan, just don't touch my stuff. Ok?"
Reagan didn't respond, she just kept on with her work, sorting and hanging.
Nick protectively shoved the shoe box under his arm and yanked his door open. He took one last look at Reagan, "I'm going to sleep at the bar tonight." And with that he was gone...
Thank you everyone, I know this was short, but I am really busy this week with work. I also have a family party tomorrow night, so I don't expect to get to chapter 10 until Sunday. I will have more time during the holidays between xmas and new year's, so stay tuned, this is not done.