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A friend? Nick fumed. Just some guy? He thought.
Pacing around the room, he walked barefoot and shirtless back to his master suite, and jumped in his deluxe shower head steam shower. The water always melted away his tensions but this time he couldn't stop thinking about Seline, and he only came out more furious.
After he had stepped out he heard her banging around downstairs and then the TV being turned on.
Nick slipped on his brown loafers and wrapped his towel tighter around his waist. He walked down to the living room and saw Seline curled up on the couch watching The Bachelor and eating a slice of peach cobbler.
He leaned against the wall and smirked watching her mumble with her mouthful at the TV.
"Wha-" She choked as she saw Nick standing there.
"Yes?" He smiled at her.
Seline blushed and looked at his six pack, still glistening with water and a golden tan.
"Like what you see? Take a picture." He said walking towards her.
"No thanks, I only keep pictures of hot guys." She retorted.
"By the look in your eyes a minute ago, I'm more than that." He replied.
Seline just rolled her eyes back towards the TV.
Nick took another step towards her and she turned her head back towards him just as his towel dropped to the ground.
"AHHHHH! PICK IT UP! PICK IT UP!" Seline screamed, backing towards the other side of the couch.
Nick smirked and slowly dropped to his knees and picked up his towel before just as slowly, wrapping it around his waist.
"What have you never seen a guy naked?" He asked, smiling.
"Well- ye- um- yeah!" Seline said, her voice going up slightly.
"You haven't! Wait are you a virgin?" Nick questioned, and one look at Seline's face made him burst out with laughter.
Clutching his stomach he rolled on the ground, still managing to hold his towel for Seline's sake.
"Are you done?" She said, standing over him arms crossed.
He stopped abruptly and looked up at her from his spot on the ground. Her fluffy pink shorts were open a little and his gaze trailed to the red lacey underwear she was wearing, then down to her tan legs and her light pink toes.
She blushed deeply and backed away. "If you weren't so small I might not have been so scared of the little buggy." She smirked and then grabbed her blanket and food and skipped up the stairs.
Nick refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing his ego wounded, and he also held himself back from showing her he was far from small.
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