For Better or Worse
For Better or Worse

~~~~~Chapter Fifteen~~~~


With the current leg of the Backstreet Boys tour over and the next leg three weeks in the future, Nick convinced Jessica to return to Florida with him. Jessica found herself on the phone informing her tearful parents that she was moving in with Nick. They were against it, of course. Kevin had called them to let them know Nick had put her in the hospital, he spared them the news of Jessica's miscarriage however. Jessica insisted that Nick had been an absolute saint since her release from the hospital. He had even refused sex until her stitches were removed and the doctor ensured she was completely healed, which had happened earlier that day. But Nick had insisted they wait until after their barbeque they were hosting tonight. She smiled as she hung up the phone, the parents were content for now. Her father threatened to kill Nick with his bare hands if he laid a finger on her again. Jessica informed him that wouldn't be necessary, that Nick had changed since her ordeal and was a much better person now. She looked out the window and smiled as he flipped burgers on the barbeque for their dinner guests. Looking around the backyard she saw Brian and Howie tossing a frisbee back and forth, AJ was listening intently to Nick, and Kevin was morosely staring off into space, before turning his head and gazing right at her through the window, his green eyes studying her every move. Jessica pulled the shade down abruptly and gathered up the chips and drinks for dinner.

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Later, after everyone had gone home, Nick and Jessica lay on the couch watching a movie together.

"I should wash the dishes and get everything put away." Jessica sighed and pushed herself up, before she felt Nick's hands on her waist pulling her down again.

"The dishes can wait baby, I've been waiting too long. I need you." Nick gave her a sexy glance that made her melt.

"I want you too, Nick." Jessica kissed him tenderly and smiled.

He pushed her off his lap and stood. Leaning down to gather her in his arms, he picked her up and proceeded to carry her to their bedroom. Nick set her down gently and peeled his shirt off, before laying down beside her. Their arms and legs entwined as their lips crushed together in a long kiss. Nick's fingers explored under her shirt and along the edge of her pants, making her moan with desire. He lay her back down and pulled her pants off slowly, revealing her black lace panties. He licked his lips and touched her softly, pushing her legs slightly apart. The purplish yellow bruises where he had grabbed her went unnoticed. Next her unfastened the buttons of her shirt, pulling it aside and off her arms, one by one. He let out a gasp of surprise when he saw the livid bruising on her stomach. Jessica self-consciously crossed her arms over it, trying to cover it up.

"Is that, did I...?" asked Nick, not really needing a reply. He could see the outline of his size 12 shoe decorating her stomach clearly, like some bizarre tattoo. He traced his fingers over it curiously, cringing as her skin jumped at his touch.

Jessica nodded, trying not to cry.

"I don't even remember doing that to you. That's why you lost...oh my God!" Nick buried his face in her shoulder, his sobs soaking her and the blanket beneath them. "I'm sorry baby." he mumbled.

Jessica ran her fingers through his hair, and rubbed his back. "It's okay, Nick. It doesn't hurt anymore. I want to forget about it and move on." She bent her head to kiss his cheek. Her tongue darted into his ear, probing, before she withdrew it and blew on the wetness. "I love you, Nick."

Nick stood up and removed his pants quickly. He lay back down, covering her body with his. His lips surrounded her breast, his tongue licking around and around, making her writhe with desire. A small nip from his teeth made her gasp out loud until his warm tongue soothed the area, making her forget the brief burst of pain. His fingers danced over her shoulders and down to her waist. He lifted himself up, running his hand between their bodies. She shuddered as his fingers touched her clit, dipping into her, drawing deep breaths from her.

"You want me?"

Jessica merely nodded, grabbing Nick's ass and holding him close to her. He returned the nod, a grin on his face, as he pushed into her. Jessica moaned, feeling a small bit of pain, then smiling as it eased off and Nick filled her. Their lovemaking was tender and sweet. Everything it never had been before, Jessica marveled. Nick took his time, treating every part of her body to his attentions. Her climax was intense and Nick's soon after rendered him speechless. He lay his head on her chest, allowing her to let her fingers drift across the tattoos decorating his back. She bent her head down now and then to place kisses in his damp hair, breathing in the musky scent that drifted up at her

"Love you, Nick." Jessica murmured, on the verge of sleep.

"I love you too, Jess. That was amazing. You...are amazing." Nick scooted up so that they were lying side by side. He slid one arm under Jessica and pulled her to him, letting her rest her head on his shoulder. She smiled as her eyes slid closed once again. She could hear Nick's heartbeat in her ear and it helped sooth her into sleep. This was how it should be, she knew it was possible. She just had to remember that Nick had a temper, and not to trigger it if at all possible. How hard could that be?

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"So what did he have to say?"

AJ sat up in bed, looked at the clock and groaned. "Couldn't you have called earlier, Kev? I was sleeping."

"I need to know what he said."

"Why are you so interested in Jessica? She's with Nick, seems happy, let her be."

"I can't." Kevin picked up the photo he had been carrying with him for weeks. A photo taken backstage at one of the shows of the group and their loved ones. Jessica posed in between Nick and Kevin, her arms around each of them. "What did he say?" Kevin repeated intently.

AJ sighed. "He doesn't remember anything. We got so drunk that night, I can understand why he can't, I barely can."

"Does he love her? Did he act like or say he was sorry?"

AJ scratched his head. "I don't think so. Kevin, man, what difference does it make to you? We'll just keep an eye on him. I'm sure she's more careful now. She'll be fine."

"Yeah, you're right. Go back to bed, J. I'm sorry I woke you."

Kevin hung up the phone and stared at the photo in his hand once again.

"The difference is, now I love her."


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