Nick and Shayna walked through the downtown strip holding hands as they entered shop after shop. They were in a store that reminded her of Jimmy Buffett and everything cliche about the Florida Keys. Straw hats, parrots, ugly shirts, tourists T-shirts, mugs, the whole nine yards,
"Now I see where you do all your shopping." She leaned in closer,
"These are some of the ugliest shirts I've ever seen." He shook his head and smiled,
"I like this one." She rolled her eyes as he held up a bright lime green buttoned down shirt with a huge neon pink, red and orange parrot on it. At the bottom was blades of dark green grass,
"Put that down right now." He laughed,
"I could wear it with-" She frowned,
"You could wear it with what? No Nick." He always thought he could pull some outfit together. Of course he was always wrong. She pulled him out of the store and they entered the next, a lingerie boutique,
"Do we have to?" She smiled, for someone who always liked to see her in almost nothing it was sure painful for him to be apart of the buying process,
"Yes, we have to." She pulled his arm as she walked over to a table full of matching bras and panties. He leaned over and picked up a green bra,
"Get this, it's my favorite color." She rolled her eyes,
"I'm not one of your fans. I don't care about your favorite color." She took it from him and threw it back on the table.
"I was watching TV this morning and I see your MTV Diary comes on tonight." She looked over at him as he shrugged,
"You don't care?" He shook his head,
"I remember what I did, I was there." She smiled,
"Is it ok if I watch?" She really did want to see what they did. They had been all over, doing so much. With their hectic schedules and their different presonalities she wanted to see how MTV would portray them. He shrugged,
"I don't care, do what you want." Suddenly, he was in a bad mood. What did she do? Maybe he didn't want her to see what he did. She decided to drop it, the last thing she came down for was an argument,
"I don't see anything, we can go." He didn't respond, at least not verbally, he simply walked out the door, not bothering to hold it open for her.
The ride back to his house was quiet, she was looking forward to getting home to a house full of people that would actually talk to her but that didn't happen, they returned to an empty house. She followed him into the kitchen and leaned against the counter watching as he searched the refrigerator for something to eat. He pulled out a carrot stick and began to munch on it. She frowned slightly,
"You're not going to even wash that off?" He shrugged,
"For what? It won't kill me." She shook her head as he sat on the countertop near her. She stood up and positioned herself between his legs, her hands resting on his thighs,
"You're a big guy you know that?" He sighed and shook his head,
"What? I can't even eat a fucking carrot without someone telling me I need to lose weight or something." She shook her head,
"That's not what I meant. Have I ever, ever said anything about your weight since you've known me?" His lips were puckered together and he finally licked over them before answering her in a tiny voice as he looked down at the carrot in his hand,
"No." She ran her hands up his torso and stopped on his shoulders,
"I like you the way you are. I always feel safe, especially when you hold me tight." She hoped he would get the hint and when he leaned down and wrapped his arms around her waist and held on tight she smiled. His hand began to run up and down her back and she let out a sigh. It was like a fairy tale being in his arms, like it was too good to be true. She pulled back and began to unbutton his pants,
"What are you doing?" She looked up to see a smile on his face,
"You know what I'm doing." She reached into his shorts and his erection out of his pants,
"Geez, you're quick Nick." She bent down and took him in her mouth and could hear his approval from above. His hands ran through her hair and down her back. She could feel one of his hands leave her body and looked up to see he was leaning back, his weight on that one hand. His moans made her want to please him even more. She was always surprised at how much pleasure she received from making him feel good. The sounds that came from him simply turned her like nothing else besides his touch. He gripped her hair and controlled the pace, wanting to her to go faster and she knew that meant he was near. Just last night she was uptight about having sex in his parents' house, now she was giving him oral sex on the kitchen counter. She would have to remind herself to clean the counter, she thought as she listened to his words of gratitude and praise of her talents. He lost control and she waited until he was finished shaking and deposting the last remains of their moment together in her mouth before standing up straight. She smiled as she looked at his flushed face and the goofy smile plastered on it, his eyes still closed.
"I guess you want me to do you too huh?" She rolled her eyes,
"Well, since you sound so enthusiastic about it..." He laughed,
"What?" She shook her head and laughed,
"Nah, you owe me." She looked around, they had been there for a while. It was strange that no one appeared,
"Where is everyone?" He jumped down from the counter, adjusting himself and his clothes,
"My mom took BJ and Angel shopping, I'm sure Leslie is with her bitch ass boyfriend." She laughed, he would never get used to his sisters dating,
"And who the hell knows where my dad and Aaron are." She walked over to the counter and picked up a washcloth,
"Where you going?" He turned before walking out the door,
"Call Craig." She smiled and nodded,
"Ok."
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