Chapter Eight: Tempting Kisses

After several minutes the breeze began to blow out on the balcony. We decided to go inside. We strolled into the living room, both with a smile that we could not wipe away. I went into the kitchen and started flipping through the mail when Nick came up behind me.
"Get anything good?" He asked, as I turned around to face him.
"You know junk mail, as always. It's better than bills," I said, with a slight laugh.
We both stared at each other with passion. Without a moments notice, he pulled me into his arms. Having the same thoughts, I thrust myself into his chest and our lips came together passionately. I moved him backward and into the middle of the family room. Once there he became the leader as he led me into the hall - our lips still connected. I pushed myself into him with lust and passion. We walked slowly into my room. We broke apart and stared at each other for a long moment. He backed against the bed. I reached up and kissed him again, pushing so hard we fell to the bed, me on top of him. We released as he moved backward until his head touched the pillows. He placed his hands on my waist and pulled me upward until my lips met his. I thrust my lower half against him hard and quick allowing him to let out a slight moan of desire. My waist was slightly higher than his, but our bodies so perfectly connected I could feel every inch of him pressing back against me. That turned me on even more as we kissed hungrily. His hands moved up and down my back and caressed me gently, softly brushing my rear every once in a while. I broke away from his lips and began to make a trail of kisses down to his neck where I bit down gently. He let out another moan of liking as I worked my tongue, mouth, and teeth acrossed the right side of his neck. His eyes were closed, as his hands held my waist tightly. Every time my waist and thighs moved he would let out a moan of pure ecstasy. I could feel him growing more and more underneath me, wanting me, needing me. As if he couldn't take anymore of my torture he released me and flipped me over onto my back. He pushed my legs open and laid in between them as he kissed my face and then my lips.
"You're b-ad," he whispered as if someone could hear. I looked up at him as he smirked.
"No I'm not," I said like an innocent school girl.
"I'm going to pay you back for that McBride," he threatened as he buried his head in my neck. No, no, no not my neck! He got me. Every inch of my body tingled as he worked his lips up and down my neck and my ears. He concentrated on the left side of my neck, kissing if softly, yet seductively. Torturing me. My body wanted him so bad. His tongue rubbed against my skin as he slightly bit down and sucked on my neck.
"Mmm..." I moaned as quietly as I could. The moan was a driving force for him as he continued further down my neck, to my collar bone. He traced my dress until he was nearly to my breasts.
My head kept telling me to stop. This wasn't right, not yet. But God, I wanted him.
He brought his mouth back to my lips as if he read my mind. His kisses were tempting, gosh his lips had a way with me. On my mouth, on my neck, on my body - they were influential and I just wanted him inside of me so badly.
Suddenly I sat up.
"Are you okay Kate?" He asked, getting off and sitting beside me.
"Yeah I'm fine. I just...if I don't stop now...if I don't stop...I just..." I tried getting the words out.
"I understand," he said, placing his hand on my face gently. He kissed my nose.
He looked over at my night stand.
"Up for a movie, it's still early?" He asked.
"Sure, sounds good," I said, trying to catch my breath. As he was about to get up from my bed he leaned down and put his mouth next to my ear.
"I've never felt like this before. And I hope you believe me when I tell you I'm not trying to get in your pants. I care a lot about you and I respect you and I hope you give me a chance to show you that there's so much about you I like. Maybe even love," he whispered before walking out into the hall.
I heard him shut the bathroom door. I let out a loud sigh. My body was burning with passion and I just couldn't handle it. I went out to the kitchen and dabbed my face with a cold washcloth. I then fixed my makeup in my compact and grabbed a jacket.
He walked out of the bathroom, tucking his shirt back in and adjusting his jacket.
"You ready to go?" He asked. I nodded.

~THREE HOURS LATER~

We strolled out of the movie in a fit of laughter.
"No I swear, he looked just like A.J.!" I yelled through our laughter.
"You think?" He asked. "That's a bad thought cause that guy was naked in parts of the movie and I really don't want to see A.J. naked," Nick added, giggling along with me.
"Hahhaa, I bet A.J. has a bigger dick than that guy!" I laughed as people walked by and stared at us.
"I don't want to know!" Nick yelled, lightly punching me in the shoulder.
"Haven't you seen him naked Carter, Jesus, you guys live together practically," I questioned, lightly punching him back in the stomach.
"If I have, it definitely wasn't intentional!" Nick answered back as he opened my car door.
"I wanna know!" I yelled, refusing to get I into the car.
"Well the funniest is when I walked in on Brian and his girlfriend Felicia having sex. Whoops, that really sucked," Nick spat, picturing the moment in his head.
"B has a girlfriend?" I asked inquisitively.
"Yeah, she lives in Orlando, but she spent some time in Australia and New Zealand writing a book. She's an author. She came to Orlando last year and they ran into each other at a book signing she had that day. And they kinda hit it off. She's really sweet. Perfect for Brian," Nick softly said.
He was glad to see his friend happy. I smiled back and accepted his offer to get into the car. He started up the car and the old pop radio station I had on early was still playing. I hummed along to some of the songs as I looked at the town.
It was nearly eleven by now. We decided to go back to my apartment and make coffee instead of sitting around with a bunch of strangers drinking it.
As soon as we pulled up to my apartment complex Nick's pager went off loudly.
"It's A.J. and Howie," he said, looking down at it.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"A.J.'s code is 69, so I can tell," he said smartly.
I laughed to myself.
'That's A.J.,' I thought.
When we got into the apartment Nick dialed the phone number on his screen.
It was the hotel.
"What's up fellas?" Nick asked.
"Mmm-hmmm.
I'm at Kate's apartment.
Yeah.
I dunno.
Man, shut up! Yeah you know you want some."
I narrowed my eyes in and just laughed. Men.
"Yeah, okay. Hold on," He said, covering the phone with his right hand.
"Kate, do you want to kick it with A.J. and Howie? We can go to the hotel bar or something?" He asked. I didn't mind if they came over here really, but I'd rather get out.
"Yeah let's go over there. I don't think I have enough room for all of you here," I replied, looking around.
"Yeah.
I dunno like twenty minutes or so.
No, it's okay.
See you then," he said before hanging up. Why do men always do that? Hang up without saying "bye?"
"I'm just going to change, I'll be right out, okay?" I asked, walking away.
"Can I come?" He joked.
"You wish Carter," I said, tossing a pillow at him. "Actually, if you want to help me out you can unzip the back of my dress," I teased.
He agreed. He came up behind me and put his arms around my waist. He put his fingers against my back and then slowly unzipped my dress. He leaned down and kissed my bare back and neck. Once the dress was all the way unzipped he stopped.
"Go on, you're too tempting," he teased and pushed my waist gently.
I smirked at him.

~HALF HOUR LATER~

"Hey, what's up?" Nick said, slapping hands with his friends as they opened the door.
A.J. and Howie both greeted me with a light kiss on my right cheek.
A little girl screamed inside of me 'Ohmigod, I kissed a Backstreet boy!' I laughed to myself, thinking of my teenage years. I was snapped out of it when Nick called my name.
"Kate? Kate? Are you okay?" He asked, walking inside.
"Oh yeah, fine sorry," I said, snapping out of my daze.
I had changed into a pair of blue jeans and a big fluffy sweater with black dress boots. My hair was still up and there was more pieces in my face.
"I hope you don't mind, I'm going to go change," Nick politely asked.
"No go ahead," I said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. Nick unlocked the door that led into his room and left it open as he walked in there.
"So Kate, weekends off?" A.J. asked, sitting in a chair next to me.
I peered into Nick's room. He was walking back and forth past the door.
Soon he came to a stop and unbuttoned his dress shirt. As he slowly unbuttoned he looked around for something.
"Ummm, what was that?" I asked, my eyes still fixed on Nick.
He peeled off his dress shirt to reveal a white wife beater.
"Do you have every weekend off?" A.J. asked, laughing to himself. He saw me staring.
"Oh yeah. But I have to work on a story about boy bands tomorrow and take it in by seven tomorrow night. I'm not looking forward to that at all. I've hardly gotten any research done. Just a little," I answered robotically as I moved my head a little more to see Nick. He reached down and took off his wife beater. His bare chest was exposed now. My mouth slightly gaped at his perfectly fit body. Damn that man had gotten buff in the few years since I'd seen pictures of him.
"You don't see naked men often, do you Kate?" A.J. replied.
"Huh?" I said, slightly taking my eyes off Nick to look at A.J. Without even noticing what color sunglasses A.J. was wearing my eyes were back on Nick.
He laughed loudly.
"Hey Nick she's wants your body!" A.J. yelled. Nick turned to face me. I quickly shot my eyes at A.J. and my face began to burn. Ohmigod.
"Kate, you're blushing," A.J. said loud enough for Nick to hear. I heard him laugh to himself from the other room.
Nick then came walking into our room with a black wife beater now on. He then approached me with a crooked smile and his arms crossed.
I didn't look at him.
"Ms McBride, were you watching me change?" He questioned. A.J. laughed loudly.
"No, man, not only was she watching, but do you want the bucket of drool, Howie just put it in the bathroom," A.J. teased, getting up from his chair.
I let a smile slightly crack on my beet red face. Nick grabbed my chin and put his mouth next to my ear.
"It's okay, because I hate my body, but I bet you look damn good naked," he whispered before walking away. I blushed even more. I was being picked on!
Nick walked back into the other room as A.J. took his seat again.
"Kate, I'm sorry, but we like you, so we have to do it," A.J. informed.
Howie sat on the other chair next A.J.
"Be good to Nick, Kate. He really needs someone like you. He's a good man,"
Howie said, looking at A.J., then at me.
"D's right. He'll treat you right if you let him," A.J. added.
"Okay, stop talking about how sexy I am A.J.," Nick teased.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, I can't help myself Nicky, it's that wife beater," A.J. teased before standing up and spinning his chair around and placed next to the table it came from.
"You guys want to go down to the hotel restaurant and get something to eat or drink?" Howie asked.
We all agreed.
Nick was now wearing a black Nike sweatshirt and blue jeans.
Just as we were walking out of the hotel room my pager went off.
"I'll be right there guys," I said, reaching into my purse for my cell phone.
They kept on down the hall and were waiting for me at the elevator.
I knew the number. Damn. I'd had such a good day too. "H-ello," I heard her say.
"What?" I asked in a irritating voice.
"Aww, Kaitlyn, are you still bitter over the whole Brandon thing?" Kaylee said with a obnoxious tone.
"Brian. His name is Brian. And yes, I'm still pissed," I spat into the phone.
"Well, get over it. Anyway, don't forget about the story for Monday's paper."
"How could I forget? You give me a story that most reporters get two weeks to write for a weekend," I said disgusted.
Nick looked my way down the hall worriedly. I'm sure he could see my look of disgust, but I tried to smile back at him.
"Oh well anyway, if this isn't up to my standards, then I'm afraid that I may have to let you go," she threatened.
"On what basis?"
"Well your work just isn't what it use to be since you've been seeing Malibu Ken," she hissed.
"Kaylee! I've known him for two days!" I shrieked.
"Well, I'M the only one that knows that, hmm?" I could tear her head off.
"It'll be in Monday morning's paper," I said before shutting off my cell phone.
"You okay?" Nick asked, taking my hand as we entered the elevator.
"Yeah I'm fine," I said, trying to smile back at him.
I wasn't going to let her trash my career and I sure in hell wasn't going to let her trash what was forming between Nick and I. There had to be some way around her, but what?

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