Thirteen

Nathalie had to explain the way to her house at least three times before one of the girls finally understood.

   “Oh, right!” Bridget said when Nathalie had showed it on her iPhone's map. “I get it!”

   “Yay!” Nathalie said, relieved that someone finally got it. “So, try to be there by six, okay?”

   “Yeah, definitely.” They all said, and started getting into their cars.

Nathalie looked around for Nicky's BMW, and when it arrived, she waved goodbye and got in.

   “Hey, how did it go?” Nicky asked.

   “Good! We practiced penalty shots and I won! Can you believe that? My special skill is still going strong!”

   “That's great!” Nicky smiled. “So are you hungry?”

   “Starving!” Nathalie exclaimed, and she smiled when she saw their house approaching. “What are we having?”

   “It's a surprise.” Nicky said with a smug smile, causing Nathalie to sigh.

   “Okay...”

Nicky hurried out of the car when they had stopped, rushing over to Nathalie's side.

   “Being a gentleman, are we?” Nathalie grinned and took his hand. “Too bad I'm so gross right now.”

They entered the house and Nathalie took off her sweatpants. The sight of Nathalie in shorts, a t-shirt, her hair in a ponytail and handball wax all over her arms made Nicky's jaw drop.

   “You're not gross.” He said, surprisingly. “You're beautiful.”

Nathalie blushed.

   “Oh come on.” She threw out her arms. “Look at me. My hair is messy and full of handball wax, I have bruises and wax all over and I'm sweaty. How the hell can you think I'm beautiful?” She didn't like arguing with him, but he didn't have to lie.

   “I'm serious. I think that's extremely hot.”

   “Well, I'm going to take a shower, so...” Nicky smiled.

   “Okay. I'll start cooking.” He walked into the kitchen as he heard Nathalie run upstairs.

Nicky had already set the table and fixed everything so now, all he had to do was cook the chicken and pasta they both adored.

Twenty minutes later, Nathalie came downstairs in a pair of Nicky's sweatpants and a yellow top. When she saw the candles and roses on the table, she gasped and looked over at Nicky, who had just finished cooking.

   “Oh my god.” She said, looking down at her clothes. “You could have told me. I'll have to change...”

She started turning around, but Nicky grabber her upper arm and turned her around.

   “I don't care what you wear, Nat.” He said as he pulled out her chair. “Come on, sit down.”

Nathalie blinked, feeling stupid because of her choice of clothes, but sat down at the table.

Nicky went over to the stove with their plates and placed the food on them. After setting the plates down again, he sat down himself and opened a bottle of red wine.

   “Would you like some?” He asked, still smiling.

   “Yes, please.” Nathalie said and glanced down at her plate. It was one of her favourite meals, and she hadn't eaten it in ages. “How did you think of this?” She asked when they had started eating. “This whole thing, I mean.” Nicky shrugged.

   “I wanted to do something nice for you. I mean, it is our anniversary.” He stuffed his mouth with pasta and swallowed it slowly.

   “Anniversary?” Nathalie asked. “But we met in July...?”

   “It's another anniversary.” Nicky said, grinning.

Nathalie raised her eyebrows. She had no idea what he was talking about.

   “What do you know that I don't?” She asked him, sipping her wine.

   “It's... uh...” Nicky blushed slightly. “It's the first time we had sex, remember?”

Nathalie blinked and started blushing as well.

   “I do remember, but how do you remember the date?” Nicky shrugged.

   “I don't know. I think I felt that you were the right one for me, and I wanted to remember it.” Nathalie's eyes started tearing up.

   “Oh my god, Nicklas.” She said. “Why haven't you ever told me that?”

Nicky took another bite of his food.

   “I guess... I never had a reason to say it.” Nathalie struggled to keep the tears in.

   “Nicky, I...” She said as a tear slid down her cheek. “Oh god, I'm such a baby, I'm sorry.” She wiped her hand across her cheek.

   “I love you.” Nicky said, and it was enough to make Nathalie jump out of her seat and kiss him.

She ended up sitting on his lap, none of them caring about not finishing their food. After a few minutes, Nicky stood up, carrying Nathalie upstairs and into the bedroom.

He dropped her on the bed and placed himself on top of her. Nathalie moaned as he kissed her neck, and she was quick to remove his shirt and help him off with his pants.

They threw the clothes across the room and soon, all that was left were their underwear.

Nicky slowly removed Nathalie's bra and panties, and she tugged at the edges of his boxers. But he removed her hands as he made his way down her body, kissing her at various places. He stopped between her legs and kissed the insides of her thighs.
Nathalie was almost shaking, and when he started making his way up again, her hands were once again on his boxers. He didn't take them away this time. Instead, he let her rip them off and kissed her softly on her lips.

By now, Nathalie was getting impatient. She took a firm grip of his hips and pressed him against her, feeling him rub up against her. She let one of her hands start pumping him, and he rested his head against her shoulder, his eyes closed.

   “Nat, Nat...” He moaned. “Stop.” He sighed, his breathing increasing every second. She did as she was told, and let her hands close around his neck instead. Their eyes met, and they knew they were both ready.

Nicky reached into the bedside drawer and slid the condom on quickly. Nathalie widened her legs and he entered her slowly. They moved together in a slow pace at first but the speed increased with every minute.

   “Oh god, Nicky.” Nathalie exclaimed, kissing him with her hands in his hair. Her breathing was heavy at this point, and as she started to climax, Nicky felt a rush of pleasure weave over him.

   “Oh my god.” Nicky sighed. He rested his head against her shoulder again as she laid down on the pillow.

   “What an anniversary.” Nathalie said when they were lying next to each other.

   “I couldn't agree more.” He replied before his lips crashed on to her. “And it was much better than our first time.” Nathalie grinned.

   “Yeah, but that was special too. I was nervous and you were so nice to me.” Nicky looked over at her.

   “You were? I couldn't tell.”

   “Well it was my first time...” Nathalie blushed, remembering the night she had lost her virginity. Nicky looked like he had seen a ghost.

   “You never told me that.” He exclaimed.

   “What did you expect? I was 18, you were 21 and extremely attractive. Why would I tell you I was a virgin?”

   “Fair point.” Nicky said. “But wow, so I'm the only one who... Well you know.” Nathalie shrugged.

   “Yeah... So?”

   “Nothing. I just think that's amazing. Because you must have had boyfriends, right?”

   “I had a few, yes, but none of them felt right, you know?” She paused. “And then you came around that summer and BAM. Butterflies all over the place.”

Nicky moved closer and kissed her passionately.

   “Butterflies?” He asked, smiling.

   “Every single time.” Nathalie replied, placing her hands on the back of his head and pulling him close again. They kissed for half a minute. “And fireworks.” Nicky put his hands on Nathalie's hips.

   “For me too.” He said, and they kissed again. Nathalie bit her lip and lowered her gaze for a moment.

   “Can we watch Sports Center now?” She said, grinning.

   “You are perfect, do you know that?” Nicky said. “I love you.”

   “Love you too. Now get the remote!”