Miley's p.o.v
Nick and I were basically starting from scratch, even though we lived together and slept in the same bed at night. There was a lot of different adjustments that we both had to make. I was still scared and fragile in certain areas of my life but I felt like we were getting into a better place.
More than anything, I was scared to be with Nick intimately. He knew that and he was still with me. He knew that I wanted to go slow and he is still with me. I was extremely lucky to have him in my life, and I was extremely lucky to have him as mine. I have never been with anyone who was patient about that. It was always sex, sex, and more sex. Nick, on the other hand, was intimate with me in ways I have never experienced, let alone imagined.
"This house is pretty much perfect," Nick said clearing his throat.
I was currently in the kitchen cooking dinner for the two of us.
"I agree," I laughed lowly.
I felt him come up from behind me and wrap his hands around my waist and placed his head in the crook of my neck.
"Mm," He moaned pulled me closer to him. The warmth that his embrace gave made my heart flutter.
"We should have friends over for dinner or something." I said lowly as he started nibbling at my neck.
"That would be nice." Nick whispered. "We could invite Kevin and Dani and maybe Joe." He said kissing the base of my neck.
"That would be nice," I mumbled.
"You could invite Chey," He whispered as his roamed my legs and hips.
"Yeah that would be nice too." I giggled lowly as he continued to kiss my neck.
"Nick, I am trying to cook." I giggled as I tried to get out of his grip, failing miserably.
"Oh well," He said spinning me around.
He grabbed my legs and picked me up and put me on the island.
"Nick," I moaned.
"The food will be fine," He moaned and trailed kisses down my neck.
"How about this, I finish cooking and we eat then you clean up and we can get back to this." I reasoned. "I'm really hungry," I said trying to push him back.
"Fine," He mumbled before letting me go. He walked out of the kitchen leaving me to cook dinner alone. I was happy that he wasn't distracting me but at the same time I wanted him near me.
I couldn't help but laugh at how he has been acting. He was horny and I had to admit; so was I.
"Dinners done," I said placing our plates on the table.
He walked to the table and sat down and devoured the plate in front of him. Obviously he was just as hungry as I was but maybe more excited to finish what we started earlier. I started daydreaming about us kissing again and could feel my stomach set on fire at the thought of it.
"You done?" He asked standing to his feet.
"Almost," I said looking at my plate. There was still some food left on my plate.
"Hurry," He sighed taking his plate to the kitchen and starting to clean the mess I had made while cooking.
I couldn't help but laugh. I continued eating and brought my plate to the sink when I was done.
"Good you're done," He said taking my plate and washing it.
"Yeah," I giggled.
I watched as Nick washed all the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen.
