He rested his head against the door, once more telling himself that this was the right thing, that he was making the right decision. He hated to admit that even though he felt he was making the right choice, it cut him to see AJ’s arm around her waist. He sighed, sliding his key into the reader, opening the door quietly, figuring Terri was probably lying down. Although, he stopped as he walked through the doors, seeing the candles, hearing the music. He smirked as he walked further into the room. “My, my, my, just what do we have here?” he asked. His eyes raked over her body, enjoying the thin, black material that left very little to his imagination. Not that he didn’t recall every part of her body. Terri’s lips lifted into a pout, making him…well, actually turning him off. How the hell was that possible? “I was hoping you’d be back earlier. I had a nice evening planned, with no kids, no ex’s, no one but me,” she walked over to him, her body pressing against his, her scent m

He sighed as he watched the retreating back, flinching as he heard the slamming of the door. He could see the anger burning in her eyes but he could also see the hurt. He shook his head as he entered his room, hearing her voice from the shower. He was half tempted to go talk to her, but instead, plopped down on the couch, throwing his arm over his eyes and trying to stop the pounding in his head. His jaw hurt, too, from the clinching he had done when he saw AJ walk out of the room. And yet, did he have a right to be pissed? So, she chose to get together with AJ, why the hell was that bothering him? Was it because it was AJ? Or was it simply because it was a man period? Yeah, real fair. He was allowed to have someone and be…sorta happy, but she wasn’t? He shook his head again, not understanding what the hell was going on with him. Maybe he needed to get away from her, maybe that would get his mind off of her. Although, he would come back to the tour and be facing her again.

I watched the display for only a moment, before I closed my eyes, more than sick to my stomach. Not so much over her, but over the fact that he allowed it. This wasn’t my Nick. And it wasn’t that he hated a public display, that wasn’t it, he just hated to get used, and that’s what she was doing. I felt the arms around my legs and opened my eyes, glancing down at my kids. “Let’s go,” I whispered to the kids, not even uttering a good bye or a wave, to ashamed and hurt to really care. They nodded as they held onto my hands and left. Once in my room, I ushered them off to bed, having them quickly brush their teeth and climb in to bed. I sighed as I sat down on the couch, not actually tired, more just emotionally drained. I closed my eyes, groaning as my phone beeped. “Boss lady?” I heard coming over the phone from one of my man. “What’s up?” “I’m having some issues, think you can come over?” My eyes stared at the phone’s time, reading it to be 11:07. “10-4. I’ll be down shor

I stood up, placing my hand in his, my eyes searching his again.  He pulled slightly, bringing my body fully against his, his hands running down my arms to settle along my waist.  I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers entangling in his hair as he once more captured my lips.  He wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me as tight as he could as our kiss deepened, our bodies straining to touch each other.  His hands fisted in my shirt, slowly pulling it up, his fingers brushing along my back as he completely took it off.  His arms once more captured my waist and lifted me up, my legs wrapping around him as he carried me back to the bedroom, his eyes holding mine.“You have no idea how long I’ve been denying that I wanted you.  No idea how long I’ve been fighting to stay away from you.”  Such music to my ears, and yet, deep inside, it still broke my heart for he had to stay away because of her.  Mentally,

Nick groaned and threw his hands up in the air, not meaning to utter that, not even knowing if that was 100 percent the truth.“Nick, chill out.  Do you love Theresa?”“In all truth, Howie, she was my first love.  Do you really ever stop loving your first love?”“No, you don’t.  And Terri?”“I love Terri.  I know you all hate her, but she really is a great a woman, who cares for me and loves me.  She’s smart, funny…”“Please, don’t sing her praises to me.  It’s obvious you care for Terri.”“No, Howie, I just don’t care for her, I love her.”“And yet you care for Theresa?”“Theresa will always be part of my life, I know this, I can deal with this.  I want to be her friend.”  Nick paused, his eyes staring at the ground, really not seeing anything.  &ldquo