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| "Hey,"Nick knelt down next to the lounge chair Melissa was sitting in. "Hi,"she calmly returned as she turned into a massive puddle of jello inside. "I'm sorry about the other night." "I'm a big girl. I knew what I was doing." "Can't argue with that." "God you're impossible,"she got up from her chair. He grabbed her hand. "What do you want from me?"she turned at his gesture. "I want you to let loose and enjoy life because you've been letting too much of it pass you by." "Let go of me." "No,"he pulled her in and swept her up off the ground. "Nickolas Gene Carter you let go of me right now,"she demanded. "If you insist,"he dropped her into the deep end of the pool. He squatted down on the edge and waited for her to come up for air. She came up to the side with a clear view of his crotch. She knew the water couldn't be this warm. She decided being as he wanted to play games, she'd play along."Nick. Honey,"she finally made her way up to his big blue eyes. "You're mad aren't you?" "mmm...no." "Yes you are." "No I'm not. Could you help me out of the pool please?"she batted her eyes. "I guess so,"he rolled his eyes. "Well I can stay in here. Of course I won't have as much fun without you." "Okay you win,"he digressed. "Thank you,"she grasped his hand and dipped back down into the pool once she was sure she had pulled him in with her. "One for the water baby and one for the girl,"AJ shot from the shallow end of the pool once Nick surfaced. "You never cease to amaze me,"he caught her around her waist. "There are people here Nick." "I know. We ain't doing anything wrong. We're just being close." "You need to go home and take a cold shower boy,"she pried herself from his grip."I'm going in Sherl,"she stepped out of the pool. "Take him home and tell him to keep it in his pants,"Sherl followed Melissa shortly behind. "See what I mean?"she turned to Sherl once they arrived in the apartment. "I see." "That's not even the worst of it. What am I gonna do? Avoiding him is like avoiding the plague these days." "I know Mis but you fought him off today." "I had an audience today." "Although that could have been interesting." "Sherl!" "Sorry but maybe AJ could have learned something from the guy with the "very.... strong..... hands","she teased. "You're not gonna let that one go are you?" "Not if I can help it. Let me ask you one thing though Mis." "Yeah?" "Would he be worth the two wrongs not making a right?" "I'm beginning to think he would,"she said. She knew the consequences of the game she was about to give in to. Maybe Howie would feel the pain she went through night after night of watching women throw themselves at his feet with no refusal on his part. Maybe he'd understand what she'd gone through or maybe he'd just have a weapon for a divorce settlement if he found out who it was. Either way, she was screwed. She could have Nick physically but Howie would consume her heart and soul no matter how the dice rolled. |
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