CHAPTER 6 - Gracie’s pov

I don’t know how many hours we spent making out and doing adult stuff but it went on and on. Wait, I don’t mean we went several hours non-stop. C’mon, we’re not machines. Even machines overheat from overuse.

We took breaks at intervals, talked about high school and life then one of us turns the other on again and the circle continued.

Maybe I never really hated Nick, I just hated our first encounter together after we met again years later.

The morning after the kiss was my favorite morning in a while.

For the first time in years, life felt okay again. I pinched myself to be sure it wasn’t a dream anf guess what? It was real, Nick was still on my bed.

“Nick, we should get ready for work,” I said, shaking him awake.

“Just five more minutes, Clums.”

I smiled.

Wait, did I really just smile? He called me Clums but for the first time, I didn’t find it annoying. His voice was infact very romantic, hot. Very hot.

“Okay, but just five minutes!” I said, trying to be romantically-serious.

“Mhmm.”

I took of my lingerie and got in the shower. It wasn’t hair day but I did my hair, I used the skin care soaps I’ve been hoarding for a while now. I usually take ten (10) minutes when I shower but I took twenty five, unknowingly. Trying to make sure i was sparkling, just incase we had to go for a round 2.

Silly me.

I tried really hard to get out of my head, trust me. But the kiss, the confession, the way Nick stood up for me, the way he looked at me and everything, just kept replaying in my head. Like a high schooler who just got her first kiss from her crush. What? Don’t blame me for being that way just because you can’t relate to a romantic moment. Okay?

“Nick, it’s been thirty minutes already. You’ve only got fourty five (45) minutes to get ready.”

“Fuck!” He said, jumping off the bed, “I should get going, Clums.”

He kissed me on the lips, buttoned his shirt incorrectly, grabbed his jacket and made to storm out.

Grabbing him by the shirt, “where do you think you’re going young man?”

“Huh?”

“You don’t want to shower here?”

“Well…”

“Well?”

“I thought you wouldn’t want that.”

“Why won’t I?”

“Well, girls like their space.”

“True, but you’re not just anyone…”

I saw his eyes soften and he smiled shyly.

“Fine, but I’m not going into that bathroom without you.”

“Get lost. You had all the time to shower together but you decided your sleep was better.”

“No, Clums. Well, you know you’re the reason I couldn’t get up early.”

I blushed, stupid. “How so?”

I mean, “I went beyond my limit to impress you all through the night and…”

I covered his mouth with my left hand… “Shut up.”

He removed my hand slowly, put his right hand behind my back and pulled me closer. Looking me in the eye, he used his left hand to untie my dressing gown slowly until it dropped to the floor.

“You’re coming with me,” then he took me in his arms like a kid, kissed me and took me to the bathroom with him. I unbuttoned his shirt, took of his belt and the rest of what happened is PG25.

We talked, laughed, giggled, did water fight until we were about an hour late.

“Fuck, Gray will kill us,” I said, running out of the bathroom half naked.

“Clums?”

“Nick, you need to get out now…”

“I know but…Clums,” I turned to look at him, “will you be okay at work? I can stand in for you, give an excuse or something. Do you need more time to cool off?”

Okay, he didn’t have to remind me that my sex video was circulating on the internet few hours ago. Honestly, he made it easier for me to forget that.

“Nick, I understand you and I appreciate your concern but I’m fine, really.”

“Sure?”

“Yeah…” I took his hands, “and it’s all thanks to you.”

He smiled, I smiled, we smiled.

“I’ll do anything for my Clums,” he said and I smiled.

“Good then. Number one on the list is for you to rush home, get dressed and be at work in ten. I do not have the balls to explain to Mr. Gray why were about an hour late today.

“Well, I do have the balls though.”

Nasty boy. I hit his head.

He called me a menace, buttoned his shirt and rushed out. I laughed seeing how hurriedly he left.

I spent the next five minutes replaying the scene from the bathroom and trying not to replay the ones from the night before. One scene at a time.

I didn’t have time to eat, so I poured a cup of cereal in a plate and poured so milk then ate hurriedly. By the time I was done with everything, I was eighty minutes late.

But somehow, even in the midst of chaos, all I could think of was Nick.

I hate how a man comes into your life and makes every other thing invisible to you.

Well, this quote isn’t for me though, I liked how Nick made everything invisible to me.