I know it's been a while, sorry! Anyone watch the first couple of episodes of The Secret Circle on CW? I have to say that I'm pretty disappointed with their Nick character! Anyway, hope you enjoy the chapter...this is really just a filler for the next one. =D Please excuse any spelling mistakes, my brain is too tired to function correctly.

Laters!

Eventually we ended up back in my room. I was laying on my back -trying to ignore the fact that Nick was laying on his side gazing down at me, and he had no shirt on which was not my doing by the way- holding Nick's hand in mine, studying it.

"So what do you see?" He asked, smiling. I fought back my own smile.

"hmm..."

"Hmm?" Nick repeated his smile growing.

"hm..I see..." I stared running my finger along the lifeline of his hand. "a hand!" I finished with a grin, and he rolled his eyes, before rolling onto his back. I giggled and rolled until I was on my stomach lying on top of him. He lifted his head slightly to smile at me and I stretched so that I could kiss him.

"You're a nut." He told me seriously, as I snuggled against him. Goosebumps rose on my skin when Nick's hands found their way under the back of my shirt and he began tracing invisible patterns with his calloused fingers. I wiggled forward again so that my face was resting on his shoulder.

"I love you, Nicholas." I whispered, my lips brushing his earlobe. His hold on me tightened, and he turned so that he could kiss me. "thank you for not running away when I told you the truth yesterday." I said when we pulled apart. He nodded, face serious except for the twinkle of amusement deep in his mahogany eyes.

"I'm not sure that there is anything you could do to me that would make me run away." he admitted. "I've loved you for a while." I smiled, a little mischievously and he eyed me warily.

"really? Anything?" I asked, and he raised an eyebrow curiously. "even, this?" I asked, and I leaned down and licked his cheek. He groaned, rolling his eyes and dropped his arms from around me. I rolled off of him giggling like crazy.

"Note to self," he started dryly. "You take everything WAY too seriously." still giggling -and not paying attention- I rolled again and crashed to the floor with a loud thump.

"ow, shit." I muttered, sitting up to find Nick laughing so hard, his handsome face was bright red. Damn him and his adorableness that won't let me stay mad at him. "you know," I said standing with my hands on my hips. "you don't HAVE to stay here tonight." he pressed his lips together to hide the laughter but his eyes were still bright with amusement. I rolled my eyes and left the room, of course he wasn't far behind me.

"where are you going?" he asked, sounding as if he were worried that he had really offended me. I turned and smiled at him all false annoyance gone from my features and his worry turned to relief as we entered to kitchen.

"food!" I stated, I mean what else did I have to say, we were I the kitchen. He snorted leaning against the counter as I rummaged through the refrigerator and cabinets. "breakfast?" I asked, I needed to go grocery shopping.

"sounds good to me." he said. Soon after we were sitting at the table and he was shaking his head in disbelief at the amount of food sitting between us. I glanced down and grinned sheepishly. "Uh, are you planning on feeding a small army?" He asked, glancing down at the mound of food before returning his attention to me. I smiled.

"No, but if one shows up, at least we'll be prepared!" I replied, piling some of the food onto my plate, Nick rolling his eyes, follwed suit. A bemused expression forming on his face. "What?" I asked, though I was pretty sure I already knew what was coming.

"What's going on with Faye?" He asked after a moment, watching my reaction carefully. I shrugged taking a bite.

"She doesn't like me." I offered, not that it was a secret. He nodded once, thinking about it.

"Any idea why?" He asked, and I snorted earning a curious look. Guys were so oblivious.

"You mean besides the obvious reason?" I asked, gesturing between us, and his eyes lit up with understanding. "Other than that, I'm not really sure what her problem with me is." I admitted, this was met with another nod. Silence followed, though not awkward. We sifted through our thoughts as we ate.

"Do you not like her?" He asked, after a moment. That was a complicated question, so I tried to answer it as honestly as I could manage.

"...I don't think I know Faye well enough to not like her." I said, collecting the dirty dishes, and he nodded once following me to the sink. "I don't exactly like her trying to provoke me though." I added, and he smiled.

"Maybe not, but you diffusing that fireball was pretty bad-ass." He told me and I smiled.

"Yeah? Think you could take me?" I asked. He slid his hands around my waist from behind me, and his lips brushed my ear.

"I know I could." He murmured, sending chills through me. Freezing my dish scrubbing, I glanced back at Nick curiously. He was smiling, but there was this intense look in his dark eyes that made my stomach do flipflops. Instantly all thoughts of Faye and Black John vanished from my mind, when his lips brushed against my neck and somehow we ended up back in my room temporarily forgetting the worries of the world.