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It had started as a playful fight, light pushing and small shoves but then Nick had tackled you back on the couch and it had started a war.
It kept going when you would tackle Nick to the mattress before bed or he would sweep you off your feet as you looked for a book to read but eventually the war came to an end when you flipped Nick over the couch, toppling over onto the floor, knees landing hard. You cackled along with Nick, your body bouncing with his stomach. HIs hands grasped your thighs and he tried to throw you to the side but you held fast, pushing down on his chest and then you slipped.
Your chest crashed heavily to his and then suddenly you were nose to nose with him and everything in the room stopped. All you could hear and all you could feel was your heartbeat and the way it lined up with Nick’s.
His breathing suddenly slowed and it felt like time did, too. You were conscious of just how close you were to Nick and how it had only been four weeks of dating. He jerked his head toward yours, like he wanted to kiss you, but resisted.
And then he did.
Nick kissed you. He kissed you slowly and his hands tightened slowly on your body, the temperature rising steadily. He sighed and pulled back. Instead of looking at him you laid your head down on his chest, listening to his breathing. His heart was racing and so was yours, but neither of you commented on it.
His hands were still holding onto you and you were glad because you thought that you might float away if they weren’t.