Chapter 5

She stared at him as he grabbed the towel from one of the seats and dried off his chest and legs.  Her eyes followed every single one of his actions, unable to look away.

"Don’t go in" his voice caught her off-guard and she forced herself to look at his face. She walked a little closer, placing her towel where his had been minutes ago.


"Why not?" she saw his eyes go down her body, smiling as he took in her appearance: navy blue shorts and a white t-shirt that was way too big for her.

"The water is freezing cold"

"Oh" she look into his blue eyes and he turned away avoiding her gaze. “Where’s your.. um…your girlfriend"

"She left this morning while you were sleeping and …Nicki?”

"Yeah?"

He looked into her eyes “She’s not my girlfriend" she scoffed… Loudly

"Riiight…. Justagirlyouhappentobesleepingwith" she said the last part so fast that he couldn’t understand a single word.

"What?" he sat down on the chair, crushing her towel.

"Nothing… I.. I’m going to.. in my room.. yeah" he chuckled at her lame attempt to find an excuse to leave.

"You don’t have to leave Nic, we can’t run away every time we bump into each other"

"I’m not running away Drake"

"Then stay" she looked at him and shook her head no “Come on Nicki it’s not gonna kill you to sit down next to me for a couple of minutes"

"Fine" she made a face and sat down next to him. He laughed.

"Hi there" she let out a giggle and rolled her eyes at him, he was so lame.

"Hi" they stared into each others eyes, their faces not so far away. It felt like nothing had changed, except everything had. He couldn’t touch her, and she couldn’t kiss him. Her eyes followed a drop as it fell from his still wet hair onto his face. Her hand went automatically to his face and wiped it off. shot through her hand up to her chest as her hand touched his face. His smile vanished and his body tightened. She didn’t remove her fingers from his face and they traced his jaw line. He got up abruptly, his back facing her. She immediately got up too.

"Drake, I’m sorry I just…" he didn’t move “Please look at me. Aubrey please, I’m sor-" she was cut off by his lips pressing against hers softly, barely touching. His hands around her waist and her chest pressed to his. She closed her eyes and breathed in his scent, his air.

He pulled back a little to look at her, eyes closed and heart pounding heart against his. She looked so vulnerable, so innocent, so Nicki. He closed his eyes and pressed his lips against hers again, this time with a little more force. She moved her lips against his, lazily, taking her time to savor him and he did the same thing. His tongue asked for entrance and she parted her lips to let him in. Their tongues searched for each other’s immediately, playing and teasing. She tasted so good. It was heaven, it was hell. It felt amazingly right and it felt incredibly wrong. But they didn’t cared and kept torturing themselves with that long kiss.

He finally pulled away to breath for a second before staring into her eyes and crashing his lips against hers again, forcefully. His hands left her waist and went to her hair, tugging on it and pulling her closer to deepen the kiss. Her hands went to his chest, touching and exploring him all over again. His tongue grazed hers before pulling away and biting her lower lip, a moan escaped her lips and his hands traveled up her t-shirt. Her hands went to his wet hair and pulled him in for another mind-numbing kiss. He reached for the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it off.

No fucking way. He recognized the bathing suit and immediately pushed her off, turning away from her.

"Fuck!!"

She stared at his back dumbfounded. Did she did something wrong? She eyed her t-shirt on the floor and looked down at herself. Was it her? He turned to face her again, his eyes traveled from her chest to her belly. He made a face and quickly turned away again.

Tears gathered up in her eyes. It was her. He didn’t like her anymore. She crossed her arms trying to cover herself.

He turned once more and searched for her eyes, but she was looking down and covering herself?He saw the pain and self-consciousness cross her features. Oh fuck. He saw her bent down to pick up her shirt and towel and quickly wrap herself with it. She looked up and he saw the tears. No no no.

"Nicki…." he reached for her arm, but she jerked away and walked pass him “Nic please listen to me" he reached out for her again and she ran out. He followed.

"Nicki, stop" she ran up the stairs as fast as she could, Drake following close. She went into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her. “Nicki, open up" he kept banging the door until he realized she was not coming out ….. at least not yet.

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Taking a shower really helped. She stayed there for at least 40 minutes. Washing her hair and letting the water wash away her tears. Of course he didn’t liked her anymore, he had THAT girl now. Princess-like, tall, redheaded, skinny girl. She got out and wrapped herself in the towel, slowly opening the door, running to her room. She gasped when she saw him sitting on her bed.

He saw her wearing only a towel a forced himself to look into her eyes. Her eyes were puffy and he couldn’t help to feel responsible.

"Nicki we need to talk about what happened earlier" he needed to explain to her. He knew what was crossing her mind… that he didn’t like her…. but he did, he fucking loved the way that bathing suit looked on her and the fact that she had worn that specific one had brought so many memories back. He liked it too much…. and he wasn’t allowed to like it. “Listen I.."

"I dont wanna listen, Drake. Get out I want to sleep"

"Bullshit Nicki, you just woke-up like an hour ago. This time we are going to discuss this"

"I want to sleep Drake. I’m not feeling in the mood to talk to you." he was about to protest but she cut him off “Look, I get it ok? The thing that existed between us is clearly over. You don’t like me like that."

"What?! Nicki.. No.. I-"

"Out, please" she didn’t look at him.

He stood up and headed for the door “Tomorrow then" he opened the door and left.

She got dressed and laid on the bed, closing her eyes and remembering everything. She loved him. That hadn’t changed. Her phone buzzed interrupting her memories. She reached for it. 4 missed calls, 6 text messages. Kris…. again.

‘Babe call me, I’m home already’

The last thing she wanted to do was talk to him.

‘I’ll call you tomorrow. I’m already in bed.’

She closed her eyes again and drifted to sleep, she needed to it. It just seemed like, lately, dream were far better than reality.

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He took a bath, put his boxers on and laid down while he waited a reasonable amount of time for her to fall asleep. He needed to make this better. Nicki had always been self-conscious of her body and the way he had pushed her off probably gave her the wrong idea. He had been trying to control himself but he had lost it when he saw the bathing suit. It was perfect on her, the colors looked amazing against her skin and the way her boobs looked made him hard in seconds. That’s why he had pushed her off. He shook the memory off and headed towards her room, slowly opening the door and taking in the beautiful sight in front of him.

She looked like an angel, sleeping without the covers around her. Her pajamas were just girl briefs and a tank top. His eyes traveled up and down her body and he climbed in bed with her, laying on his side,. One of his hands went to her hair, and the other one went to her thigh, caressing it slowly and softly.  He placed a kiss in her head before moving his lips to her ear and whispering to her

"You are beautiful" his hand traveled up til they reached her sides and he felt her move a little but she didn’t wake up “Every single part of you" he took her mouth in his.

She moved and kissed back, still asleep. He hovered on top of her and both of his hands went up her top. She moaned, not waking up. He giggled against her lips. How could she sleep in a situation like this? His tongue entered her mouth and he touched her tongue lightly. She moaned and started to open up her eyes, he quickly got off her and sat down on the floor, away from her view.

"Aubrey?" she said sleepily and turned away to sleep again.

He stood up and heard her phone buzz. Curiosity took over him and he reached for it. Kris.

‘I love you baby. Already miss you!’

He placed the phone back on the night stand and sighed. She was not his. They couldn’t be together. It was still forbidden.

She was married, it was too late for them now.

Even if they really weren’t cousins.

Chapter 4

Drake went back to his room, ignoring the fact that he had left Rihanna alone in the kitchen to run after Nicki, and sat on the floor facing the big window staring blankly ahead.

He hated how much things had changed between them.  She has asked him to leave the room.  Never, in the three years of relationship, she had kicked him out like that.  Sure they had their little discussions but they always stayed until it was solved.  This time it was different; she didn’t want to listen to anything he had to tell her.

How could she even think he didn’t care about her?  When he broke up with her and left a year ago, he did it for her.  He wanted her to be happy and he knew she could never be happy with him; he saw it in her eyes every time she wanted to hold his hand in public but couldn’t or when she wanted to kiss him and he pulled away cause the whole family was there.  He knew that she would’ve done anything for him, she wanted to run away with him and he loved her too much to put her through that.   They had stayed friends, talked on the phone, shared secrets and said how much they missed each other every single day.

She met Kris 4 months after he left and immediately told him.  Kris was perfect for her and after a month they started dating.  Calls became less and less frequent until they stopped completely.  After a while she told him she was getting married; he felt his world crashing down and his heart breaking but he did what he had to do: congratulated her and promised to be there that day.  He gave up hope until the day he received a phone call from his grandpa.  One phone call that changed everything for him, for her…. for them.

He saw her 3 days before the wedding, he wanted to tell her everything but he didn’t, he didn’t want to confuse her and cause her pain and hurt.  She seemed happy with Kris, like she had fallen out of love with him completely, like everything they once shared was now forgotten and buried under this new life she was building up for herself with another man.  That’s what he thought until she came to his room the night before the wedding and asked him to make love to her; the most amazing night of his life, the night when she had whispered “I love you" a thousand times and he regretted not telling her everything he knew, everything their grandpa had told him.  He knew he was going to lose her forever and he wasn’t doing anything about it, even if he could.  Unfortunately, it was too late to tell her now, too late.

He snapped back to reality when he heard a soft knock followed by the sound of the door opening.  Rihanna stepped in and smiled innocently at him.

"Are you ok now?"

"Not really, I’m sorry Rih I’m not going to be a good company right now" Rihanna sat on his lap, almost straddling him.  Her lips connected with his neck.

"Maybe I can help with that" she mumbled against his neck placing small kisses on his jaw line.  Nicki’s words came back to his mind almost instantly, he couldn’t do this; not in this room, not with another woman, not when she was in the next room.  He gently pushed Rihanna off before standing up

"I can’t Rih, not now, not here" she stood up and cupped his face.

"It’s ok hun, I just wanted a goodbye lay" she smirked.

"Goodbye?" what the hell did she meant ‘goodbye’.

"Yes goodbye. Chris called, he wants to see me." she grinned. “He wants to talk things out”

 “And you’re going back to him?” He lifted his eyebrow.

“You know how this is babe”

Drake gave her a quick, tight hug.  He understood her reasons but he didn’t want her to leave, he didn’t want to face Nicki alone. Too tempting, too dangerous. “When are you leaving?"

"In about two hours.  I’m sorry I can’t stay longer." he just nodded. “Sooo…. Tell me… Is that her?"

"Who is what?" Was she talking about Nicki?

"The short girl you were talking to in the kitchen, the one that stormed out and you followed, is that the girl you told me about? The one that you’re in love with?"

"Emm… Nicki??… That’s….She’s my cousin" he managed to choke out

Rihanna laughed a bit “You are not answering my question Drake.  Is she the girl you’re in love with?" he couldn’t help to laugh, she knew him too well.

"Yeah, that’s her"

"She’s beautiful" he nodded again

"Yeah she is" he groaned and headed to the closet taking out his bag.

"Emm.. Drake? What are you doing?" he looked back at her.

"I’m leaving" he avoided her gaze

"What?! Give me one good reason for you to leave"

"Nicki! That’s a perfect reason for me to leave. I…" he looked at her “Rihanna I can’t stay here alone with her, it’s torture!  We already had a falling out and she’s been here for an hour.  I don’t want to hurt her and I don’t want to get hurt.  The only thing I wanted to do when I had her in front of me was hold her and kiss her senseless but then I remembered she has a husband" he raised his voice a little “A fucking husband Rihanna! I can’t be close to her… I just can’t, I don’t trust myself around her." he looked away

Rihanna walked closer to him and grabbed his hands

"Drake, listen to me and listen carefully cause I’m only going to say this once" she squeeze his hands “You are fucking stupid! You can’t run away from her, this is your chance to win her back, maybe not as a lover but as a friend.  Don’t you miss her?" he nodded and looked down

"Then you are staying and that’s final, plus your grandparents asked you to come" she gave him a kiss on the cheek before turning away and heading to the door “Now come on I want to say goodbye to them"

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She stirred in bed and opened her eyes.  It took her a minute to figure out exactly where she was. After Drake had left her room, her grandma had come and they spent half an hour talking and trying to convince her that she was ok. She sat up and glanced at the clock. 6:30 pm.

"Oh God, I slept twelve hours??!" she immediately got up and looked for her cell phone.  22 text messages ALL from Kris.  She opened the last one, it was from about 10 minutes ago.

‘Nicki, please text me back baby. I’m starting to get worried.’

She pressed the ‘reply’ button.

‘I’m sooo sorry, I overslept. I’m ok. You?’ she placed the phone on the night table and searched for the charger. Her phone buzzed.

‘I’m still at work, I’ll call you when I get out’ she left the phone charging and started unpacking the daily stuff and placing them in the drawers.  It was Tuesday so her grandparents were probably at their weekly get together with their friends.

She opened the bottom drawer to store her jeans and found her old swimsuit, the one she had never wore before.  She smiled and remembered the day she bought it over a year ago.

*Flashback* (Nicki’s POV)

"Oh hell no!"

"Come on Nic I bet you’ll look amazing with this" I eyed the bikini he held in his hand.  It was mostly yellow and it had purple crazy patterns “I can totally picture you wearing something like this, besides you don’t own a two piece bathing suit" he smirked

"I’m not going to wear that" I said firmly. 

He pouted “Pleeeaseee??" I hated when he did that, he knew I couldn’t resist that face “Do it for me" he looked around to make sure there was no one we knew and placed a kiss in my lips.

"Ugh! That’s soo not fair Aubrey! You’re manipulating me!" he smiled innocently “Fine, I’ll buy it"

"Yes! Can’t wait to see you!" I pushed him playfully

"Shut up"

*End of Flashback*

She never wore it.  It was way to revealing and after trying it on she decided to hide it.  She took it in her hands and stared at it for a couple of minutes. The pool sounded like a good idea.

Stripping off her jeans, band tee and underwear she put the bikini on.  She walked into the walk-in-closet to look at herself in the full length mirror. It didn’t look bad, although she still considered it was too revealing.  The straps of the bottom part were too thin.  She decided to leave it on and wear some shorts and a t-shirt over it.

Walking out of her room she stopped when she passed through Drake’s.  She felt her stomach twirled at the thought of him with that red headed, sexy and beautiful woman inside the room.  She hurried downstairs and into the pool area, trying to forget about that.  Stopping dead in her tracks at the sight in front of her.  A shirtless, wet and extremely hot Drake.

Fuck.

Chapter 3

He poured coffee into his cup and sat down at the table with his grandpa. It was only 5:25 am, Rihanna was still sleeping but he had always been a morning person and wanted to share a couple of minutes alone with his grandfather; just like old times. He stared down at the coffee and yawned.

"Are you tired?"

"Yeah Pop, I didn’t get much sleep last night" he had told Rihanna to move to another room, but she wanted to stay in that one and he couldn’t tell her his reasons so he had spend the whole night turning and tossing; images of Nicki’s perfect naked body, heavy breathing, messy hair and swollen lips invading his mind. He was sleeping in the same bed he had made love to her only a month ago. Images flooded back to his mind and he groaned. His grandfather chuckled causing him to look up.

"Is not as easy as you thought it was going to be, right?" he knew exactly what he was referring to.

"No, it’s not and Rihanna not wanting to leave the room made it impossible"

"I don’t want to know why you wanted to leave THAT room" his grandfather said with a knowing smile “What’s the deal with this girl?"

"Rihanna?" he saw his grandpa nod “She’s just a friend"

"Oh come on Drake! Be honest with me. Did you slept with her?"
He stared at his grandfather in amusement, he was such a cool old man, so confident and laid back.

"Yes I did"

"Then she’s not your ‘friend’, she’s more than that"

"No Pop, she’s just a friend. I mean yeah I slept with her but it’s nothing serious and we both are ok with that. Plus you know there’s only one girl for me" he looked down

"Have you even talked to her?" Drake shook his head no “Why not?"

"Because it hurts, as simple as that. I made a choice, I chose not to tell her the truth and let her be happy with another man. A man that was easy to love, without all the complications that I represented for her. That was my decision and now I have to accept the consequences"

"She misses you. Your grandma talked to her a couple of days ago and she asked if we knew how you were doing, she also said she has been trying to communicate with you but you don’t answer her phone calls"

"I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready for that"

"You know how I feel about this Drake, ever since I found you guys kissing that day" Drake smiled at the memory. Nicki and him were goofing around the house, eventually jumping in the pool fully clothed. Drake had gotten a little carried away and placed a soft kiss on her lips, he saw their grandfather leaving the pool area and he knew he had seen them. Surprisingly he wasn’t mad at them. It was their little secret and not even Nicki knew it.

He saw his grandfather smiling, it wasn’t long till he figured out why.

"Grandpaaaaa where are yooou?" he heard the familiar sweet female voice and he felt his mouth go dry.

"Drake I want you both to fix this" he whispered before yelling “I’m in the kitchen Nicks"

Before he could even protest the kitchen door flew open revealing a too gorgeous girl wearing tight jeans that hugged her curves perfectly, a simple white t-shirt and kicks.

She just stood there looking at him dumbfounded, he was mirroring her expression. What was he doing here? This was not part of the plan. It took her a while to acknowledge her grandfather’s presence. Forcing herself to look away from Drake she gave her grandpa a sweet kiss on the cheek.

"Aww baby girl! Look at you! You look stunning!" he chuckled and Drake cleared his throat “I can’t believe you are already here, especially this early." Nicki rolled her eyes playfully at her grandpa’s sarcastic comment.

"Thanks Grandpa, you look pretty great yourself!" they both laughed but Drake just stood there looking at her without saying anything. She looked at him and smiled before wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. He wrapped his around her waist and buried his face on her hair taking in its particular scent. She slowly pulled back to look at him. He could see all the emotions reflected on her eyes but he wasn’t going to let himself get lost in her again, especially not now.

"Where’s your husband?" his tone was bitter and he immediately regretted asking her when he felt his grandfather’s elbow connect with his ribs.

"He’s not coming, something came up at work." she looked at her grandpa “He told me to excuse him, he’ll try to be here Friday to spend the weekend with us"

"It’s ok. I’m going to wake up Lucy, she’ll be mad if I don’t tell her her grandaugther arrived." he left the kitchen leaving them alone.

Silence. Painful silence.

"I guess it’s only you and me, like it used to be." she played with the hem of her shirt, not looking up.

"How have you been?"

"Now you care? I’ve text you a thousand times Aubrey and not even once you replied" her voice was surprisingly calm and she was still looking at her hands “Why? Where you too busy for me?" she looked up and their eyes met.

"I-"

The door opened and Rihanna stepped in “Drake, did you make coffee?"

Nicki looked back and stared at the red head before turning to look at Aubrey with a hurt expression “Oh, you were too busy" before he could reply she ran out of the kitchen.

Oh shit.


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She looked at the white and pink wall of ‘her’ room, the one she always stayed in when she visited her grandparents. She used to love that room, especially since it was next to Drake’s. Sitting down on the bed she felt the tears gathering up in her eyes but she pushed them back. It was pointless to cry, it was not going to solve anything. She had no right to be mad at him for having someone in his life, after all she was the one who was married; but deep down she had hoped for him to be alone, waiting for her, as selfish as that may sound.

The door opened to reveal a tall, curly haired man, Drake.

"Nicki, are you ok?" he looked concerned.

"I’m fine" she snapped.

He sighed and sat down next to her, but she kept her eyes fixed on the ground. He looked down at her hands, not wanting to look at her too much, memories were still too fresh.

"Nika, I’m… I’m sorry" he placed his hands on top of hers.

"Why didn’t you called me Aubrey? It wasn’t that hard. You promised you would try to be my friend but you aren’t even trying, you just stopped talking to me." he saw the tears and saw her trying hard to push them away.

"I thought you needed time away from me Nic, you just got married and maybe you wanted some alone time with your husband" it was the most pathetic excuse but it was all he could think of. She looked at him with disbelieving eyes.

"Did you slept with her?" she looked straight into his eyes.

Her question caught him off guard. He couldn’t lie to her, but he also knew how much the true was going to hurt. “I don’t think that’s any of your business"

She scoffed loudly before standing up “Just answer the damn question Drake. It’s simple… Yes or no"

"Yes" he saw the pain go through her face and instead of feeling sorry for her, he got mad. He stood up and grabbed her arm bringing her closer to him. “You can’t do this Onika, you don’t get to harpoon me for sleeping with somebody when you are married and you are clearly sleeping with him."

"Get out" she said getting away from him.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me Drake, get the fuck out of my room. I’m tired, it’s early and I want to sleep. I’m not going to stand here and hear you say the most stupid things to excuse yourself"

"Have I said anything that is not true!? You are married Nicki!"

"I did what you told me to do Drake!" her voice was starting to break “You left, you broke up what we had, you told me to find someone else! You were the one who stopped caring about me!"

”Nicki, stop! You know that’s not true! You know every single thing I did, I did it for your own good! What we were doing was wrong and we both knew it. You have no fucking idea how much it hurt letting you go then, you have not idea how much it still hurts now!"

She stared at him, both looking into each other eyes, taking in the hurt.

"Where are you and her sleeping?"

"What does that has to do with us?" he was clearly confused

"Answer"

"At my old room" as soon as the words left his mouth he understood her reason for asking; that was not only his old room, it was their room. The one that held all of their memories.

A tear rolled down her face and when she spoke again he wished he could take it all back

"Get out….now"

Chapter 1

He was sitting on his bed, looking at his reflection on the closet mirrors, when did life started hurting so much? She was in the room besides his, so close yet so far away. This was painful, it was fucking painful but he had to be here, tomorrow is an important day for her. The day her life was beginning again and the beginning of the end of his. He laid back on the bed and looked over at the wall clock: 8:32 pm. He closed his eyes trying to fall asleep, he needed to rest if he planned on making it through the next painful day.

He heard the door being open and he looked up, it was dark but he knew who it was. The moon light that shined through the window lighted up her brown hair.

She looked adorable in her one piece polka dots pajamas, the ones that he had seen on her a thousand times and the ones that he loved so much. She walked over to him as he sat up and she sat on the bed next to him. They stayed there for a couple of minutes staring at each others eyes, saying so many unspoken things until she pulled him in for a hug. A long, sweet hug.

"I’m sorry" she mumbled against his shirt.

"Don’t be" she looked up at him and brought her lips to his, kissing him lightly, he kissed back just as sweetly as she did. She pulled back and he saw the tears gathering up in her beautiful eyes.

"Nika, please don’t cry, please don’t make this harder for us. This is not your fault, it just wasn’t meant to be" he could feel his eyes starting to water, but he hold them back, he needed to be strong for her, for them.

"I .. I … God! This is so unfair!!" she was already crying " I want to be with you!! I lov…"

"Don’t!! Nicki please dont say it" he let go of her and stood up facing away from her.

She stood up and wrapped her hands around him but he pulled away and turned to face her

"Nicki please just leave, go back to your room, don’t do this"

"Dont do what Aubrey?! Hug you? Tell you that I’m gonna miss you? Tell you that I fucking love you??!" she crashed her lips against his, forcefully full of passion and desire.

There was nothing sweet about this kiss. Drake kissed back even if he knew that it was wrong, even if he knew that they couldn’t be together. Her tongue gained entranced to his mouth and she roamed all over, tasting every inch of him, wanting to save this in her memories. One of her hands grabbed his neck to pull him closer while the other went up and down his chest. He wrapped his against her waist. She moaned against his mouth and he quickly pulled away, not letting go of her waist. They just stood there, until he felt her hands go to the hem of his shirt and touching his bare chest, before he knew what was happening she took off his shirt as she continued to explore with her hands, he just looked at her and melted under her touch. She kissed him again briefly and then replaced her roaming hands on his chest with her lips.

"Nic, stop" he said grabbing her face and forcing her to look up at him “This… This is not right and you know it"

"I don’t care. Aubrey I want you" she said looking intently into his eyes.

"Onika, I can’t, it’s wrong, forb…" she crashed her lips into his again

"Yes you can, Drake please" her voice started breaking " I…I need you to…" she looked down "… to be the first one"

He lifted her face with his finger and placed a small kiss on her lips

"You know I love you Nicki, and there’s nothing I want more than make love to you and call you mine, but I can’t because you are not mine and you will never be. Tomorrow we’ll wake up and the dream will be over, replaced by a cruel reality… Our cruel reality and this….this is going to make it harder on us, especially on you"

She turned away from him, letting out a couple of tears and wiping them before turning to him again

"I am yours and I will always be. I don’t care about tomorrow I care about tonight" she said reaching for her pajamas taking it off and trowing it on the floor. Drake stared at her almost naked form with wide eyes, this was too much for him.

"Aubrey" Nicki moved closer to him and smirked when she saw his eyes traveling down her body “Make love to me cause I will never forgive you if you don’t"

Drake’s self control cracked the minute she said those words and his lips crashed into hers. This time he allowed his hands to travel down her body, exploring each part of her beautiful and soft skin. Nicki pulled away from the mind blowing kiss to take off his pants and as soon as that was out of the way she searched for his lips again. One of his hands was now traveling around her inner thigh while the other was lost in her hair, Nicki let out a small moan and threw her head backwards, Drake’s lips immediately when to her neck and she started to feel her knees go weak under his touch and kisses. He noticed so he grabbed her hand and walked over to the bed sitting down and pulling her onto his lap.

He took a minute to hug her close and breathe in her scent. He kissed her again slowly entering his tongue in her mouth, taking it as slow as he could. Nicki shivered and moaned a little bit louder this time.

"Shh… You’re gonna give us away, everyone is just downstairs" she blushed suddenly remembering where they where and that what they were about to do was forbidden for them, especially in her grandparents house.

"I love you Aubrey"

"I love you too Nic, now and ever…. Forever"

They didn’t speak after that… He made love to her as sweetly as possible, saving each part of her perfect body on his mind, knowing that this was the first and last time he was going to have her like this.
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She looked beautiful, her hair was tied up in a messy classy ponytail. Her dress was gorgeous, not the traditional white, long wedding gown, hers was a dirty white, it went a little above her knees and it hugged her curves. She was without a doubt the prettiest, sexier bride in the whole world. He had been staring at her for the past half an hour without paying attention to what they were saying, until it was her turn to respond.

"And do you Onika Tanya Maraj Graham take Kris Ware as your beloved husband to love him until death brings you apart?"

"I do" she said in a small weak voice.

"….. I now pronounce you husband and wife, you make kiss the bride"

Aubrey watched as Kris kissed her and felt his stomach tighten…… But he had no right to feel this way.

Everyone in his family went over to congratulate the newlyweds and that was honestly the last thing he wanted to do.

"Drake!" he heard his brother Dylan calling him over to where Nicki and Kris where and he started walking towards them, his eyes meeting Nicki’s. He thought about how pretty she was, he was lost in his thoughts until Dylan interrupted him

"Come on Drake aren’t you going to congratulate you favorite cousin and her beloved husband?"

"Yeah, of course" he shake Kris’ hand “Congrats dude, make her happy"

"I’ll try my best"

He turned to Nicki and hugged her tight.

"Congratulations cuz"

"Thanks" she said choking back her tears “I love you" she whispered in his ear.

" I love you too, now and ever… Forever" he whispered back before pulling away and walking out… Out of the place and out of her life