Tudor the Tutor (41)

Chapter 41

"Please?" Aidan asked, hopeful. "Please, can we have ice cream?"

"Pwetty pwetty pwease?" Ashlynn asked.

I sighed. They had attacked me; I was cornered at either side and they were using the puppy-dog faces. I was cracking under the pressure. "Okay. Go get your coats on."

Peering at the clock, where it read five o'clock, I figured I would be able to get to work on time, at six. I sighed and grabbed my car keys. "Nik, are you coming?"

He looked up from the book he was reading and nodded shyly. "Definitely."

Ash and Aidan started fighting over the front seat - Nik grabbed one of them in each arm and grinned. "I call driver's seat - Lynn, you're okay with shotgun?"

I rolled my eyes and smirked at him. "Do you honestly think I would let you drive my car?"

Nik feigned a hurt look and sighed. "Fine, you can drive. I call shotgun!"

I grinned as I walked to the car. "Nice to see he isn't always serious."

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"I swear, I can tie the cherry stem with my tongue in under ten seconds," I told Nik seriously.

He shook his head. "Impossible. I'm sorry, but your tongue would have to have a cramp or something."

I sighed. "Watch." I picked the stem off my cherry that topped my hot fudge Sunday, then popped it into my mouth. I worked with my teeth and my tongue, then a few seconds later I opened my mouth with the tied stem on my tongue. I grinned proudly.

Nik shook his head. "That was fifteen seconds."

I put the stem into the paper bag. "No way! How fast did you count?"

"1-2-3-4-," he started.

"That is way too fast. It took me, like, nine seconds. Count slower next time."

Nik rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right."

"Hey, I'd like to see you tie the stem into a knot in under ten seconds - you know what, you get fifteen seconds! Try it."

"Do it, Daddy!" Ash goaded, giggling.

"I dare you!" Aidan shouted excitedly.

Nik sighed, then took the stem from the cherry topping his strawberry Sunday and popped it into his mouth.

I counted slowly, aloud, and grinned as he struggled. Finally, he took the stem out and stared at it, straight and unknotted. "This is impossible."

I grinned. "So, I managed nine seconds, right?"

Nik sighed again, blushing from embarrassment. "Fine, you win. But I will get a rematch."

I lifted my hand and curled it menacingly. "Anytime, anywhere."

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I lifted Ash out of the car; the twins were fast asleep, despite the sugar the ice cream must have given them. Nik carefully got Aidan out of his car seat and carried his son inside, helping me with the door as I followed behind. Maggie, now happy she wasn't alone, followed behind. She looked more or less like a giant guinea pig - fluffy, crazy hair, absolutely adorable. And her bark was the cutest thing you've ever heard.

She followed us as we set Ash and Aidan in my Mom's old room, on the bed. I picked up Maggie and let her cuddle close to them. She settled between their two bodies and fell asleep almost instantly.

I smiled at the precious sight and followed Nik downstairs. Casually, I said, "You know, being able to tie a cherry stem with your tongue also shows how good of a kisser you are..."

Nik growled menacingly and, in a swift motion, grabbed me by my waist and planted his lips on mine. I smiled, unable to deny that I absolutely loved pushing his buttons, and kissed him back intently. After a few long moments, we settled back, breathing harder than usual.

I gave him a breathless grin. He blushed, obviously feeling self-conscious, and looked away. "And now I'm all nervous that I'm a bad kisser..."

I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck. "You're pretty good..."

"I'm damn good," he corrected.

"Hey, my opinion is the only one that counts here." I shrugged. "I've had worse."

"But you've had better," he noticed.

I smiled, enjoying how I seemed to know every button to push. "Eh..."

Nik frowned. "I have to change that." His lips were back on mine, intent and proving he would conquer all other possible suitors. Actually, Nik was only my second kiss. My first kiss was, believe it or not, Roland. It was in the sixth grade and he had given me a Valentine's Day card. I gave him a small kiss on the lips as a thank you, and it was a cute memory.

Nik's kisses were putting sixth-grade Roland's to shame. I hadn't noticed how lost we were in the kiss, until my back hit the wall and I realized my legs were wrapped around Nik's waist, his hands under my thighs to hold me up.

I couldn't complain, though.

Nik's lips went from my mouth to my neck, making me tilt my head back so he could cover more of my body with his kisses.

I, in a daze, opened my eyes and saw the glaring clock, showing off angry red letters telling me I was about to be last. "Aw..." I murmured, disappointed, and put my hand under Nik's chin, bringing our faces at equal level. His eyes met mine, desperate and filled with want, so I kissed him slowly and gently for a few log moments.

I sighed, painfully, then slid out of Nik's hands and set my feet on the ground. He looked disappointed. "You have to go," he stated sadly.

I nodded, hating that I had to leave, then got onto my tiptoes to set my lips against his, so gentle that it was barely a kiss. "By the way, you've made your case. You are definitely a great kisser."

He grinned, proud. I was glad to see most of the shadows out of his eyes. "So I won?"

I tapped my chin teasingly and tilted my head. "You're in the finals. It may take a little bit longer for me to decide."

He smirked and kissed my forehead. "You better go before I handcuff you to the couch or something."

I grinned and ran outside, grabbing my keys on the way out.

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You like? Definitely a romance chapter.

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So, my lovely readers, I had the miracle of a pop quiz in Math (the only subject I ever have homework in), and now I get to write in the middle of the week! Yay! And the pic of Nik went well with the chapter, I think...

So... I have the terrible evil of writer's block. It is slowly killing me. So, to those of you who are shy to comment, I would really appreciate it if you guys commented as well as my 'regulars'. I just need some inspiration. So... peace, love, comment! And happy reading!