"Nick, are you awake?" A small voice called out from the hallway.
"Yeah honey, I'm in here." Nick was still sitting on the corner of his bed, contemplating what to do about Reagan.
Covered in the couch throw, Jess shuffled her bunny clad feet into his room and stood at the end of his bed. "What are you doing awake? Didn't you work last night?"
"Yeah I did, but I locked my door and Reagan pretty much busted her way in this morning!" He threw his hands in the air, gesturing towards the door.
"I think we may have overdid it." Jess mumbled.
"What happened between you two last night anyways? There were empties and broken dishes all over the floor."
"Ummm... Well... Reagan seemed so upset and I didn't know what to do. So I panicked and served her alcohol in an attempt to make nice."
"Did it work?"
"To be honest, I don't really know. I kinda blacked out after...after..." Jess' eyes got really wide as she began to recall what had occurred the night before.
"What is it Jess? Did you tell Reagan about us?"
Her hands shot up towards her face to hide her sudden embarrassment. "Erm.. do you promise not to get mad Nick?"
Nick reached up and took Jess' hands down from her face and looked into her blue eyes, "Whatever it is Jess, you can tell me. We can deal with this together."
Still holding Nick's hands, Jess moved over beside him and sat down on his bed. "Nick, I think... No I am almost certain that Reagan made a pass at me last night."
"What, no freaking way!" It was like his worst nightmare and ultimate fantasy had come colliding together and he was stuck in some cruel paradoxical universe, where he didn't exist, but he was aware of it all happening.
"Did you guys like... kiss? Or was it a full on make out session?"
"Jeez Nick, I don't really remember. I think she tried to kiss me, but I'm not really sure what happened after that. It's all pretty fuzzy."
"Did she at least fondle your boobs a little?" Nick chuckled as he poked her shoulder.
"Shut up Nick!" she giggled as she shoved him sideways.
"That doesn't really explain the broken dishes Jessica!" Nick joked as he nudged her back, pushing her closer to the edge of the bed. "Don't you remember anything else?"
"No, not really, well except for earlier this morning, when Schmidt was cursing us all out and saying he lives with a bunch of hoodlums. But I think he must have swept up the mess, because the box is gone."
"Well I'm sure we haven't heard the last of it."
"We could always blame Winston! He's never here anyways and for all Schmidt knows, he could have come home to collect some things and dropped the box on his way out."
Nick nodded, but he was fairly certain that Schmidt would still blame him for the mess.
"Hey, are you feeling up for breakfast? I know you really like that little diner I used to take you to and I was thinking that we could get some of those strawberry waffles you like so much."
Out of sheer shock, she suddenly slipped from the edge of the bed, falling flat on her ass.
"Oh my god Jess, are you okay?" Slipping his blanket off his shoulders, Nick reached down and grasped her from under her arms, then scooped her up into his lap like a small child.
Completely flushed, she nuzzled herself into his neck, trying to hide her red face. "Are you alright Jess?" looking down at her, concern etched across his face as he cradled her closer.
"Yeah, I think so. Can we forgo breakfast this morning? Maybe we could just discuss all of this over drinks later tonight?"
"Sure Jess, whatever you want. I have a craving for burritos anyways. How about that little Pickle restaurant near the bar?"
She nodded in agreement then turned to look back up into his nut brown eyes. "Nick, can I ask you something?"
"Sure Jess, you can ask me anything." he said as he brushed her hair away from her eyes and stared back.
"Since you and Reagan have been together, have you guys ever... ummm... you know?"
"No Jess, I don't know. I have no idea what you are talking about."
"You know... have you guys... ummm..." She looked away and mumbled sheepishly into his chest, "Have you guys ever had a threesome?"
He leaned his chin onto her head, breathing in the scent of her hair, "Listen Jess, we are all well aware of Reagan's sexual orientation. And I'm not going to lie and say that I haven't entertained the idea, but she and I have never partaken in any such activities together." he leaned back a little and gazed into her azure eyes, "And for the record, she has never proposed anything either. But why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason."
"Did she proposition you? Because if she did, please know that I had nothing to do with it." he defended.
Jess pushed herself up and took her seat back next to him on the bed. "Do you remember that time we almost had a threesome with Remy?"
"Please don't remind me Jessica! I've tried to repress that awful memory."
Jess just smirked at him, "Well, I have always been intrigued about what it would have been like." looking down at her hands, she began to fidget with them, "And well, now that you're dating Reagan, I was thinking that I might like to try it for real this time."
"Try what? A threesome with Reagan and I?" Nick was astounded by her frankness.
Looking back up at him a little more confidently she smiled, "Yeah, why not? It might be fun. Besides we already... well you know what we did. And Reagan and I... well I don't really remember what her and I did, but maybe we could just... do it all together."
Nick couldn't believe what he was hearing; he expected this from Reagan, but not from Jess. And if he was being perfectly honest, he wasn't even sure if he wanted to go down that road with the two of them. Moments earlier, he had been pondering how he was going to end things with Reagan, not start some new awkward relationship which involved his ex; the very ex with whom he was still in love with and wanted to start a new beginning with.
"Come here you." Nick wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her towards himself. "I think we should get some more sleep and we can discuss this later."
"Ok, let me just go lock your door. I don't want anyone to walk in on us, they may get the wrong impression."
Nick cocked an eyebrow at her, "I think it's a little late for that Jessica."
"Yeah, but they don't need to know that!" she said incredulously as she shook a pointed finger towards the living room.
She got up to lock his door and bounded excitedly back into his bed, bouncing up and down a little on her knees.
Laughing at her silliness, Nick grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down onto the bed. "Get down here, you silly girl."
As they laid next to each other, with Jess' backside to him, he curled her up into his arms. "I like this bed Nick, I don't know why you would ever let Reagan make you get rid of it."
"Just go to sleep Jessica!" Nick implored as he snuggled her in closer, inducing a deep sleep for them both.
More to come, I am just really busy with work right now. I just wanted to get this moving along and I plan to use the Raisin episode. I also want to create some angst in the bedroom and I know how I want the next chapter to go down and end, but thoughts and suggestions are welcome.