The Kiss

AUTHOR: Rosiiii

E-mail: Rosiiii@aol.com

RATING: NC-17 (Sexual situations)


Summary: This storyline follows the events of "You Belong to Me".
A `what if' story, if you will. Thanks to Shirley for serving as the impetus
for this fic. Muahahaha.

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of FICTION.
The characters portrayed herein have been
taken directly from "The Guardian", a CBS TV Series. The scenarios
and storyline are based loosely on the "You Belong to Me" episode.
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Nick lay wide awake staring at the ceiling and thinking of Lulu, while
hugging the far side of the bed as far away from Kim as possible. It was
untenable and wrong that he was in this position. If Kim had noticed he
wasn't particularly receptive to talking about her unexpected houseguest's
dilemma, or talking at all - she wouldn't have said anything. Truth be told,
conversation wasn't their strong suit, they periodically would scratch each
other's mutual itch and that's where it ended.

She was however, somewhat irritated that Nick was unable to pick up where
they left off before Lulu had rung the doorbell however. She didn't comment
on his lack of enthusiasm, just gave up and went to sleep.

That Nick had bedded a stranger that happened to be a good friend of the
young woman he found himself in love with, was quite the coincidence.
However, the continuation of the relationship with Kim, which he sought after
their 'second-night stand,' wasn't so easily explained.

Sure, it was convenient no-strings sex -- and for the workaholic Nick Fallin,
that was always a bonus. He liked the fact that he didn't have to bear the
inevitable complications that typical 'relationships,' bring because Kim knew
the score upfront. What was difficult to admit to, even to himself, was the
intense desire and longing for a connection to Lulu, *any* kind of connection
-- even if it was via her long-time friend.

He recalled that upon hearing of their friendship, Kim's appeal to him
suddenly increased tenfold.

Inevitably, Nick was drawn to the beautiful young woman most assuredly curled
up asleep in Kim's living room. It was some kind of cruel twisted joke that
he had to tolerate being trapped by convention into lying down beside his
once-a-week bedmate, while Lulu, the love of his life, was no less than 25
feet away.  If it weren't for bad luck, he'd have no luck at all.

In that moment Nick made the decision to do as he damned well pleased, and
what pleased him was being near Lulu. He told himself he just wanted to
check on her, make sure she was okay. He lied to himself a lot about Lulu.

Nick made his way out of the darkened bedroom, and into the hallway where he
saw the flicker of blue lights. Lulu had fallen asleep with the television
on he surmised, but as he looked out into the living room, he was able to
make out a small figure on the floor in front of the couch. Nick gulped, she
was awake and watching an old black and white movie. His heart predictably
picked up speed. The light blue blanket falling off Lulu's shoulders, put
her pale golden skin in sharp relief, while the skimpy tank top she wore
displayed slender arms, a swanlike neck and delicate collar bones. Nick felt
like a starved man, his eyes devouring the vision before him.

Lulu heard soft footsteps approaching from the kitchen and glanced up,
simultaneously reaching for the remote as she feared she had awakened someone.

"Nick," surprised, she looked up, seeing Nick in his white T-shirt, which was
stretched across an impressive chest and broad shoulders. He was wearing his
boxers. Lulu tried not to stutter. "Too loud?"

"No, no..I couldn't sleep," Nick glanced over at the television, and then
stood gazing down at her. She had been eating cookies, and he saw a single
crumb on her full bottom lip. Mesmerized, he thought about kissing it off.

"Wanna sit?" Lulu motioned to the couch.

Nick, thinking that was the sweetest and best invitation ever, accepted and
walking over grabbed a red pillow from the couch, threw it on the floor and
sat down. Lulu scooted over slightly, making room for him and shared her
blanket -- covering his legs up. Nick couldn't describe the feeling he got
at the small seemingly inconsequential gesture, but his heart swelled. It
was like they were in their own little world.

Overwhelmed by her presence, he pretended to be interested in what was on the
tube.

"Cookie?" Lulu looked wide-eyed at him.

"No, thank you," restraining his smile and looking back towards the screen.

"Have you looked in Kim's pantry?" Lulu whispered conspiratorially.

"No," Nick said, bemused a bit.

"On one side it's all healthy stuff, and the other it's all junk. She uses it
to bribe Matty," Lulu continued to crunch. Her white teeth biting cleanly
into another cookie.

"I can see what side you've been on." Nick said silkily.

Lulu, heard the sexy timber and flushed, "I don't know how she stays so
skinny...she obviously has more self-control than I do."

"You think," Nick teasingly responded.

"Shut up," Lulu rolled her eyes, and flashed a dimple in exasperation.

Grabbing her juice box, she took a swig. At this point, Nick decided to
permanently give up the farce of pretending to watch TV, and do what he
wanted - which was to just watch Lulu instead. It was some show indeed. His
delight in her was palpable.

Softly giggling, she turned towards him, "If I ever have kids, I'll have to
use something else besides food as a motivational tool." Nick softly
laughed. They looked at each other for a time, emotions building.

"Can I tell you something?" Lulu said, seemingly seriously.

"Sure," Nick's soft gaze caressed her face.

"I ate Mattie's last Twinkie," Lulu silently broke up at this, her hand
covering her mouth, dimples peeping out from behind her fingers. Nick sat
there grinning like a Cheshire cat, his shoulders shaking with laughter, he
couldn't get enough.

"Does that make me a bad person?" She whispered, smiling broadly at him.

"I think so," Nick smiled back.

"Really?" recovering from breaking herself up, but still grinning, she
pretended to act slightly disappointed.

Nick wanted her with him tonight. He turned towards her, stretching his arm
out behind her and leaning in, his crystal green-blue eyes intent, "You
know...if you need someone to watch over your house, or somewhere to
stay...."

"Where would I stay?" Lulu couldn't look away and shivered at his intensity.

"Well, I have extra rooms," he said, gazing at her.

Lulu, unwilling to give up the safe haven of their shared gigglefest. "You
have guests? You don't strike me as a --"

"Sometimes." He explained.

"I think most of your guests end up in your bedroom," Lulu said, softly
teasing.

"Sometimes." He said again, watching her mouth.

Nick's arm gently contracted around Lulu's shoulders bringing her closer, his
thumb stroked her arm softly, and he looked into her beautiful eyes. Lulu's
full lips parted, watching him come ever so close -- she let her eyes drop to
his lips as well. Nick exhaled strongly in response at her receptivity, and
he leaned in and nuzzled her neck, planting soft kisses up it's column, and
caressing her delicate jaw.

Lulu sighed his name softly, and felt like swooning - she was glad she was
already on the floor, otherwise she would have hit it with a thud. Nick,
breathing her name in reply, let his lips part over hers, and sipped gently
at them, then more passionately as his head spun. Their moist mouths
caressed each other, and Nick immersed himself in her sweetness. "You taste
like chocolate chips," he chuckled low in his throat, then groaned as Lulu
smiled and nipped his lower lip.

"Those were Oreos," she said softly, smiling and gently tickling his nape.

"The one's with the creme filling in the middle," Nick questioned, sliding
his hand up her back and down into her low slung yoga pants, Lulu yelped
softly in surprise and laughed, arching into his broad chest. With the
blanket covering them, it was as if they were in their own little world.

Leaning into him, her lower lip tickling his ear, she whispered, "I lick that
first, then eat the cookie..." Lulu kissed his chin. At that, Nick lost
control, kissing her voraciously.

Nick's hand clasped her gently beneath her breast, curving around her slender
torso He could feel her rapid pulse. Lulu's heart was beating out of
control, as she inhaled his scent and threaded her fingers through Nick's
curly disheveled hair. He pulled her into him, and with one hand began to
slide the skinny string-like strap of the tank off her shoulder, the upper
curve of her breast was tantalizing, and he broke away from her lips, only to
gather her into him, and lay his head on her chest, kissing her round, firm
softness gently, and caressing a nipple. Lulu softly moaned.

"Oh!" she gasped, "Nick...I...we...shouldn't....Kim...," Lulu couldn't
formulate a complete sentence as she hugged him to her.

"Dammit," Nick exhaled sharply, Lulu winced. "I'm sorry," he said kissing her
ear, "I forgot where we were, you do that to me."

"Same here," Lulu looked at him lovingly. Nick kissed her heart.

He slowly lifted his head, still nuzzling her, kissing her lips again and
again, and folding her head into his chest. Nick pressed his lips to the
top of her head. Lulu's sweet smelling jasmine scented hair tickling his
senses. He rocked her back and forth for a time, easing them down from the
tumultuous passionate embrace that had gone before. They didn't want to let
go.

"I need you...," Lulu painfully whispered.

"Lulu! God!" Nick, growled softly, holding her closer.

Just then the light flickered on in the kitchen, immediately breaking the
almost-lovers apart. Nick gave thanks that the thick wool blanket covered
his lap, while Lulu, lips swollen and hair mussed, hoped the dim lighting
wouldn't reveal their deshabille.

"Hi Kim...I...I hope I didn't wake you?"

"No, I couldn't sleep either." Kim said glancing in at them, and then turning
back into the kitchen to make coffee.

Nick squeezed Lulu's hand beneath the blankets as a promise, and getting up,
quickly made his way to the shower...cold that is.

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