Nick was grateful when his weekend to have Tate rolled around. He had already done a weekend alone and it hadn't been easy. Cheyenne had been ignoring him completely, and he had limited his time in the office keeping it to a bare minimum.
It did make him feel bad, being out of the office so much but the truth was he couldn't face her. She pretended he didn't even exist most days. When she needed to tell him something she would put a sticky note on his desk, even if he was there. The couple times he asked her if she wanted anything for lunch when he was actually there she would shake her head no without looking up. It was torture.
Ed had only added to his guilt by commenting on how she seemed upset about something. He had figured she was having "boy problems". Nick only shrugged, it's not like he could tell him that Cheyenne was actually mad at him.
Nick had begun to think that she had started back drinking heavily again. She came in some mornings looking hungove
Cheyenne woke up to a dark room and a massive headache. As her eyes adjusted to the dark she tried to remain as still as possible. Slowly the room focused in and she realized that the arm around her was Nicks. She closed her eyes piecing together the bits and pieces she remembered from last night.Groaning she remembered slapping him. She remembered yelling at him but not really what she said. Her eyes widened as she noticed she was naked in the bed. Had she slept with him? How could she have forgotten that?Feeling her stomach lurch Cheyenne pulled the covers back about tripping over the towel that slid down her body as she stood. Jesus, she knew not to mix her drinks and last night she had drank whatever she could get her hands on. It was obviously a bad idea, hell she didn’t even remember driving to Nicks.She barely made it to the toilet before her stomach began trying to remove all of the toxic poison she had ingested. With one hand on the toilet and
Cheyenne awoke this time to the sun glaring in Nick's room making her headache seem 100 times worse. She rolled over finding the bed void of Nick but her cell phone in his place. Reaching out she saw she had a missed text from him so she opened it wondering if the feeling in her stomach would ever go away.Nick had written, "took Tate fishing. He wants to stay another night but I doubt his mom will let him. I have water and some more medicine on the nightstand. Try to get up and eat some toast or some crackers, nothing heavy. Don't leave, I need to talk to you. And I kind of have your keys so you can't leave."Cheyenne rolled back over seeing the bottle of water and an Excedrin bottle. Sitting up she took the top off and swallowed two pills before sending him a text back. "That was kind of a bitch move. If you are only going to give me reasons why this will never work I'll save you the trouble and walk home."Nick responded faster than she had thought he would,
It was an unspoken agreement. They both knew that sex was the only possible outcome after their talk. If they were completely honest they would admit it was the only thing they really wanted now anyway. Both knew that they had accomplished nothing in their talk. They had avoided all the issues they needed to talk about but neither cared. Their bodies craved the other and who were they to deny what they both needed the most.As Nick locked the house down and made sure the dogs were settled in Cheyenne walked to his bedroom. Walking in she removed his borrowed clothes and crawled in the bed naked enjoying the feel of his cool sheets on her body. Shaking her hair free she let it fall between her shoulders in the front to cover her breast as she sat back against his headboard and awaited him. Her nerves were getting the best of her even though she had no idea why. At least she pretended not to know why.Nick walked into his room pausing as he saw her. He felt as if h
When Nick’s alarm went off he groaned not wanting to get up. He had stayed up far too late into the night. Cheyenne curled up beside him, “call in,” she mumbled.Nick laughed, “don’t you think it would be suspicious if we both called in?”Cheyenne shook her head, “maybe but who cares.”“Your dad,” Nick said kissing Cheyenne’s neck.Cheyenne rolled her eyes, “ugh why do you always have to be a buzz kill.”Nick sighed sitting up, “cause one of us has to be logical.”“And just what are you implying Cheyenne looked up at Nick as he stood up and headed to the bathroom.Nick shrugged not looking back at her, “nothing.”Letting out a sigh Cheyenne pulled the covers over her head. “Nick,” she whined.Nick stuck his head out the bathroom door with a toothbrush in hand shaking his head when he saw Cheyenne tucked
Cheyenne laid her head on the kitchen counter covering it up with her hands. “Mom, omg please give me a break.”Rachel had been harping on her ever since she had walked in the front door. With Tate at Nick’s again this weekend she was trying to show her mom she wasn’t out doing stupid things. Well, not the stupid things she assumed Cheyenne was doing. They were supposed to be having a girls' night. Movies, popcorn, way too much Dr. Pepper but instead they were in the kitchen arguing.Rachel sighed, “Cheyenne, I’m really not trying to be mean. I love you and I worry about you. Your dad tells me to stop hovering but I’m so afraid I’m going to get a call in the middle of the night that you are dead in a ditch somewhere.”Cheyenne looked up frowning, “mom I’ve not even had a thing to drink all day.” She wanted to add but Jesus you are making me regret that decision. After her last drunken night
Sunday night Cheyenne sat at Nick's bar kicking her feet as they dangled trying to figure out how to bring up her college. She didn't really want to talk about it tonight but she needed to make up her mind about where she was going and what she was going to do. Nick was leaned on the other side of the counter on the phone taking notes from her dad of all people.She watched as Nick wrote down measurements on the paper in front of them. She didn't understand any of it or his abbreviations. A new appreciation grew for him as she listened to him and her dad talk. Whatever he was scribbling on his paper was going to turn out to be some kind of structure. Looking up she saw Nick's eyes on her and she had a feeling her dad had brought her up in conversation.He reached out grabbing her hand, "No she's been a big help this summer."Cheyenne rolled her eyes wanting to comment but kept her mouth closed. Her dad would pick up on her voice in a minute then they would both
Things were never the same after their conversation. Nick could practically see Cheyenne pulling away from him. It was what he wanted and at the same time the last thing he wanted. She still stayed with him every night. Still clung to him at night but it wasn't the Cheyenne he had fallen for. This Cheyenne was more reserved, quiet, a shell of the girl she once was.Nick stood in the doorway of his office watching as she sat at her desk typing something up on her computer. He had offered to go get her something to eat before he had to step out for a bit but she insisted she was fine. Sighing he closed his eyes, had he successfully pushed her away?He had never expected her to walk into his life. Walk was definitely not the word for what she had done. She had broken down some walls he had put up that he didn't even know was breakable. This little girl, for that's all she really was, managed to turn his life upside down and shake it up enough that no matter how hard he tr
With alibies taken care of Nick and Cheyenne, both agreed to leave that night. It was only a two-hour drive to Lake Hamilton and Cheyenne hadn’t been too excited about their original plan to leave around 6. It didn’t take long to pack her bags and by the time she had made it to Nick’s he already had the truck packed. Gage and Drake’s kennels were loaded in the back of the truck and they were both super hyper knowing they were about to take a trip.Nick had the garage pulled up for her so Cheyenne parked her car inside the safety of its walls. Getting out she grabbed her bags and made her way to Nick’s truck. He was waiting for her and took her bags placing them in the back seat. When he turned back around Cheyenne wrapped her arms around him laying her head on his chest, “how long will it take to get there?”Kissing her forehead Nick shrugged, “a little over two hours. Have you ate?”Cheyenne shook her head,