BACK Oh god.  What did I do?

Tears had traced paths down his cheeks, his eyes still glittering with more.  Hesitantly I reached a hand over to wipe away the streak on his face.

�Oh baby� what�s wrong?�

He blinked, the dim light from the other room and the streetlights illuminating his face enough to see the fear in his eyes.

I felt guilt wash over me as he swallowed against what I can only imagine to be a painful lump in his throat.

Like mine.

�Please Nick� what did I do?�
*
What did you do?

Reaching up to the hand that still rested on my cheek, I covered it with my own, closing my eyes to remember what it feels like to have her so close to me.  Without anything else getting in the way or mattering.  Just me and Kara alone together.

What you did was� make me do something I didn�t think possible.

�Kar� you didn�t do anything.  Honey��

I stopped whatever words might have been about to fall out of my mouth by reaching over and kissing her, trying to extinguish this sudden consuming need.  Before I could lose myself in her, she pushed me away, looking up at me with more concern than before.

�Nick� what�s going on?�

I�m fine.  I�m lying in bed here with you.  I�m great.  Nothing could go wrong.

�It�s nothing.�

Kissing her again, she gave into me for a second before pulling away.

�Nick.�

I kissed her again, trying to get out of her questioning by frustrating her to the point of giving up.

�Wha��

Another kiss, rolling her over on to her back so she was trapped against me.

Obviously not too trapped.  Pushing against my shoulder, she forced me on to my back, her lying across my chest to keep me down, frustration with me written all over her face.

Oh wait.  She�s a girl.  Frustration just makes them work harder to get what they want.

*
He�s panicking.

Why?

�Sweetie� why were you crying?�

Do I seriously want to know?

He sucked the corner of his bottom lip into his mouth, looking away from me in hopes of finding an excuse outside the window.

You�re a horrible liar.

�It just� I don�t know.  All of a sudden I was crying.�

He shrugged, staring up at me like I was his mother and he�d just got caught stealing something.

Let him off, Kara.  For both of your sakes, let him off

Wiping away with my thumbs whatever might remain of tearstains on his cheeks, I tried to stare through him, see what was really going through his head.

�Are you sure?  You can talk to me, ya know.  I listen pretty well.�
*
Don�t look at me like that.  You don�t what to know.  I�m a complete wuss.  That�s why I�m crying.

And I refuse to waste any of our time together with me crying or us talking about why I�m being a big baby.

�I�m sure.  I�m fine Kara.�

Nodding she brushed her lips across mine in a quick kiss before sitting up on the bed.

No, no sitting up.

Propping myself up with my arm, I looked at her in confusion.

�What are you doing?�

�Sitting here.�

Noooooo.

�No.  It�s my turn.  Lie down.�

Pulling myself up into a sitting position, I pointed to where she was to do the said action.  A slightly relieved smile came to her face.

�Are you sure?�

Uh� yeah.

�That�s why we�re in here.�

Well, actually we�re in here so we can crawl under the covers when we get to the point where we�re both naked and ready to complete each other.

Complete each other?!

Where in hell am I getting this stuff?

*
Complying, I uncurled my legs from under me and stretched out beside him on my belly, trying to ready myself for whatever might be about to happen.

�Ready?�

Smiling at his warning, I nodded wondering if he�d catch it.

Obviously he did.

Slowly his pointer finger began to trace the boundaries of my tattoo, making me sigh at the gentleness of his touch against my sensitive flesh.  Just when I thought I�d fall asleep at the rhythmic sensation, his breath warmed my skin, causing my shoulders to shudder at the sensation.

He chuckled, a sound that I absolutely adored.

�Cold baby?�
*
She giggled at the echoing of her own words.

Now she knows why I kept doing that.

�I think I�ll survive.�

*
His lips formed a smile against my skin before I felt the sensation of the rough texture of his tongue run over my back, still sensitive from the ink that�d just been applied barely a month before.

If my eyes hadn�t been shut, I bet they would have just rolled into my head.
Part
Eight
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