It hadn't felt good, it hadn't felt right and I couldn't believe it had taken me this long to figure it out. And with that I came up for air. I stopped the kiss.

It was Sunday night. My third date with Collin and as he was walking me to my apartment, he kissed me. It took me by surprise. And he actually was a good kisser but something didn't feel right. I couldn't place it until I walked in to the apartment and saw him.

"Oh...hey Nick." So this awkward, spending half my night with Collin and then coming home to my ex.

"Jess, I"


"Nothing." I heard the hurt in his voice. Schmidt probably told him, I was seeing someone new. My first someone new since him.

"Nick." I said as he was getting up to head to his room.

"Jess, it's nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Did Schmidt tell you?"

"Jess, it's fine. It's healthy even."


"Somehow, finding out you were seeing someone new, is helping me move on too."

But I didn't want him to move on. "Nick, this someone's not right, it doesn't feel right."

"You ended things with me Jess."

"I didn't want to." I said sadly, thinking back to the devastating day.

"But you did." He said harshly.

My eyes suddenly grew a layer of water over them. "Goodnight, Nick." I said as I rushed out of the living room, trying to get to my room before he noticed I was on the verge of crying.

But, of course. He stopped me. It had been like the first time he kissed me, by grabbing my wrist and turning my body towards him in a split second. My hand landed on his chest.

"Jess," he said as he kissed my forehead. "I miss you."

And with that I wrapped my hands around his back, as his did the same to me, "I miss you too, Nick."

"I know."

"Ughh," I let out an an irritated sigh. "How did we get here?"


"I know...we had a lot of pretty bad fights, huh?"

"Yeah, we also had some pretty good makeup sex, huh?"

I chuckled. An almost silent chuckle, because our situation wasn't that funny, but at the same time, it was laughable how much sense it didn't make. "Goodnight, Nick." And with that he let me go.

"Goodnight, Jess." I heard him whisper as I once again turned for my room.

Once in here, my little safe zone, I went back to my thoughts of Nick and I. Going back to how much sense this really didn't make. We both wanted each other, and we both knew it. We practically just admitted it to each other in the hallway, but we couldn't trust each other. Jealousy always took over the relationship. And then, my thoughts went right back to Nick's comment about pretty good makeup sex.

Our sex wasn't just pretty good, it was AMAZING! This, suddenly made me angry. How dare he just say "pretty good". So, I marched over to that room right across the hall.

I tried to act cool.

"Knock, knock."

"Come in, Jess."

"How'd you know it was me?"

"You literally just said knock, knock. And, although the other guys are pretty girly, they have man voices."

"Fine, whatever." I just lost interest in that conversation, I had serious business to get to.

Nick rolled his eyes at my snappy statement. "So, what's up?"

"Well you know before how you's said that..." I wish I could talk about sex better, I thought to myself but it felt like I said it out loud when I heard Nick.

"When I said that our sex was just 'pretty good'."

"Well, yeah...Wait, how'd you-" he cut me off.

"I was waiting for you to catch on to that." I just gave him a confused stare. "Well, I figured that would lore you in, make you come to me to prove that our sex was better than just 'pretty good'."

"You think, I'm that easy?"

"No, but a horny man can hope...Can't he?"

"Horny, huh?"

"Yes Jess, horny, we haven't had sex in 28 days."

"Hmm..." I wasn't quite sure what to say about this whole discussion. What was he implying.

"Jess, we weren't good at the whole relationship thing, but we were pretty g-" I raised my eyebrow and crossed my arms right over where my ribs ended. That seemed to correct himself. "-amazing, so what if we still did the whole sex thing? I, mean it might ease the tension around here, a little too."

"Well, would we still date other people?"

"Dating is just to get to know the person so you can have sex with them, and since we already know each other I don't see why we should date other people."

"Because, although that may be a reason for you, I still want to be able to laugh and share my day with someone, you know communicate."

"I wouldn't say we're not communicating." Nick put on a cocky smile.

"Not just physically! I mean verbally!"

"We can still do that, that's why we have intermissions between rounds."

"Hmm...I guess it's not a terrible idea, temporarily anyways."


"So..." I strolled towards him, where he was now sitting on his bed. Somewhere between this conversation he managed to move from his computer chair at his messy desk to sitting on the edge of his bed.

I put my hands on his shoulders. "...when do we start?" And my question was answered as he grabbed me, so I was now straddled on his lap, and then he flipped me onto my back, laying kisses down my neck. I laughed as he mumbled "Oh, I've missed this." And as he went further down to my breasts he again mumbled "and them."