I am glad Nick did not go further with the stripper. How does he begin to win the Reader’s trust back?

Two months since you and Nick had essentially become roommates. He had been making every effort he could to show you he was sorry and gain back your trust. Flowers at work, making dinner, taking you on dates and bringing you coffee at work. The two of you actually had conversations again. If he couldn’t talk, he would at least send you a text. And he never left the house without letting you know when he would be back and where he was going. If he was going to be late, he was sure to tell you. Your trust was building every day. 

Things were starting to get back to normal. Except for one thing- sex. There was intimacy slowly coming back  Kisses and hugs goodnight and goodbye were exchanged. You held hands at the park the other day. And every morning you woke up in his arms. The only thing missing was sex. Images of a woman grinding and kissing Nick popped into your head and killed whatever passion you would happen to be feeling. 

Those thoughts were going through your head when you heard a familiar voice. Turning you saw Nick hobble toward you with a wince. “Y/N.” He kissed your cheek.

“Are you okay? Why are you limping?” Looking him up and down quickly, you didn’t see any other injuries.

“Just twisted my ankle chasing down a perp,” Nick smirked and jerked his head over to a man handcuffed to a gurney. “Got him though.” A uniformed officer stood watch over a rough looking man on a gurney.

“C’mon. Let’s take a look at that ankle.” You motioned for him to follow you to an empty bed. 

“Nah. I’m okay. Th-”

 “Nicholas Amaro do not be stubborn. I will call security”, you said with a grin.   

Nick studied your face for a beat then decided he better listen. “Yes, ma’am.” Nick started walking, well limping back to one of the pods. He lowered to one of the stretchers.

“Let’s get your shows off.” Untying his shoe and slipping it off revealed a swollen, ankle with different shades of blue and purple. “Wiggle your toes, Nick.” He did but with considerable pain. “I don’t think it’s broke, but I’m going to order an Xray and start a chart.”


Helping Nick in the house turned out to be challenging. He almost fell several times just getting out to the car using crutches. “Here. Lean on me.“ You wrapped an arm around his waist, as he draped an arm around your shoulders. 

Finally making it in the house, you helped him lower onto the couch. As you straightened up, the side of your face was centimeters from Nick. You could feel his hot breath on your neck. He brushed his lips along your jaw. “Y/N.” He whispered. “Tre amo tanto. No puedo vivir sin ti. Por favor no me dejas.” 

You felt your heart clench. He thought you would leave him. “Nunca”, was your reply. Nick pulled you to straddle his hips. His dark brown eyes were red-rimmed and full of emotion. “I love you so much too Nicky.” 

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