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*NEW STORY COMING OUT THIS FALL! PREVIEW COMING OUT SOON!* Nick held the piece of paper in his hand, looking at each letter of her name and analyzing the numbers. He threw his head up out of his trance and put the note in his pocket quickly when the sound of his name filled his head. Nick? His mother called. want some lunch? Nick tried to hide the guilt on his face and took a minute longer than anyone sane to reply. No thanks, Im going to go upstairs and shower. I smell like funeral. He gave an innocent smile afterward as he headed up the stairs without waiting for his mom to reply. And like old lady Mrs. Jonas commented as she continued cooking. Nick rushed into the bathroom and turned the water on. He rushed out of the bathroom and into his room closing the door lightly. He took out his phone and the number and pressed the buttons while quietly repeating them out loud. His fingers trembled as each fingerprint made contact with the number. Leaving a fingerprint of evidence behind. After all the numbers were dialled, he held the phone up to his ear and breathed deep. His eyes kept wondering to the door, making sure nobody would come in. A loud bang of a plate making contact with the table, made the nervous Nick jump. His heart rate going faster with each ring or sudden noise. Hello? The familiar voice sent shudders through His body. The phone was almost slipping off of his ear because the sweat was beating own so hard. Hi, Mary? He questioned, his voice cracking at his nerves. He felt so stupid talking to a women, like a adolescent teen. He hated the age difference and anything that would make him look like a child, made him look stupid. He cleared his throat. Yea, is this Nick? She asked hopefully. Nick smiled at the tone of her voice, happy, and wanting. Yeah, I found your number in my moms pocket. And well, I guess, I missed you. He chuckled knowing that it had only been less than an hour since theyve seen each other. Mary must have thought that too because she giggled along with him. I missed you too. She replied seductively. If there was one song that could ever portray this scene. It would be Stacys mom by Fountains of Wayne. Nick smiled to himself. Maybe, sometime we could meet up and get, I dont know, coffee? Nick suggested. Or maybe you could meet me at my place Nick looked down to only notice the tight bulge in his dress pants growing bigger with each word Mary said. As long as my parents dont find out, ill see you Saturday at 7? Nick answered. Its a date She said. Nick smiled happily.