Author's Note:
I hope you like this. I personally feel there should be more romantic love stories one here, with more than just sex. I am a student so it is difficult to find time to write but I hope to be able to finish this series by the end of this year! Sorry for the grammar, I just don't have the time to edit it and want to get it up as soon as I can cause I'm so excited! I hope you guys enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing this first chapter!
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***Nick's Point of View***
**1 year ago**
The tears fell down my face as I ran out of my apartment. I had to get out of there, I don't even know how Ill be able to return to pack my things. I had just caught my boyfriend of two years, Ryan, cheating on me.
I drove to my friend Taylor's place and told her everything I saw. She hugged me tight and helped me throughout the rest of the night. She let me stay at her place and offered to grab my things for me. I told her I wanted to go there, but wanted her to come with me.
The next day she drove me back to the apartment and we walked up the stairs. As soon as I opened the door I saw Ryan walk into the living room shirtless. He looked upset. "Baby, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me! It was an accident! I promise it won't ever happen again!" He seemed really nervous. "Please let me take you out to lunch, we can talk about it. Let me just grab a shirt." He started pushing me towards the door. Then a guy in only boxers walked out of the bedroom. It was the one he was with yesterday.
"Oh you jerk!" Taylor said, stepping towards him. I held her back before she could hit him.
"I came to grab my things. And in case it isn't clear to you, we're over. I don't think there is anything to talk about." And with that Taylor and I walked into the bedroom and grabbed all of my clothes and put them in m suitcases and everything I could see that was mine I packed into bags.
Ryan sat on the couch, the guy trying to make him feel better as Taylor and I spent the next hour packing my things.
"You can keep the television and everything else, I don't want any of it." I said as I walked t the door with the last handful of my stuff.
"Ya, leftovers for the dirtbags." Taylor said with sass. I could never say it myself but I appreciated it a lot. The guy with Ryan was appalled and opened his mouth to talk back, but before he could she said one final line before shutting the door. "Oh, and by the way, you two make a cute seem perfect for each other. Bye!"
God, I love Taylor. She truly is an amazing friend.
**Present Day**
It has been a year since Ryan and I was doing amazing. I have gotten more and more clients and my reputation is impeccable as a lawyer and am saving so much money its crazy. I bought a gorgeous apartment at a great price, and only a block from Taylor which is a major bonus. Since my relationship ended I have been extremely focused on my work. I realized something really important: Ryan was hoping me back. After a few months I gave him a call to let him know I forgave him for what he did and that I hoped he was doing well, which seemed to be the case with whats-his-face.
Taylor came over to my place for dinner one night, something that happens weekly. Sometimes she brings her husband, Ben, with her and sometimes he hangs out with his buddies.
"You know... I think its time you start dating again." She eased her way into the conversation.
"I don't know, my life is so good right now. I'm doing amazing at work, I'm saving so much money, I'm happy-"
"Exactly! You're in a great place in your life right now! You have accomplished so much for yourself, why don't you share it?"
"I don't know..."
"I think I found you a guy..." she said with a smile that showed she was up to something.
"Oh, really? A guy? How nice."
"Oh shut up, I'm serious. Please, just one date?"
"I'm not sure."
"Come on!!"
"Fine. One date, I promise nothing more!"
"Yay! I'm so happy you said yes because I kind of already told him you had said yes!" She said, happy and guilty at the same time."
"Oh, I see how it is." I laughed.
"I'm telling you, I think you two will hit it off. His name is Alex, he just joined Ben's police force. He just moved here from Texas. He seems like a great guy, he's so hot, and he is gay!"
"Great, at least we have one thing in common."
"Oh hush, I'm telling you, I think you'll like him!"
"Okay, okay. Set it up so I can get it over with!"
"Remember those words!" She said.
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The next Saturday I found myself driving to a nice café to meet this Alex guy.
"Ok, it only has to be an hour and then you can say you gave it a fair shot." I told myself. I mean, I could use the company sometimes but I don't need it. I'm focused on my clients right now, not my love life, even if I would like one.
I walked in and saw him sitting in this gorgeous Parisian-themed booth. Taylor wasn't kidding, he is quite good looking. After another second of looking at him I realized he is more than just good-looking, he looks like a Greek god for crying out loud! He got here earlier than me which is interesting since I always get somewhere early.
When he saw me, he stood up and waved. I walked over to him. "Hi, I'm Alex. It's so nice to meet you." He said in an incredibly sexy, Texan accent. While his voice was deep, it wasn't overpowering.
He held out his hand and I shook it. "Hi, nice to meet you as well. I'm Nick." I said. His deep blue eyes met my brown ones and he smiled at me. Wow. I think I smiled back but I can't be sure because I'm quite distracted. Remember Nick, this is just one date, you're not interested in a relationship right now...right?
He waited for me to sit down before he did as well, something that made it seem like he would've held my chair out and helped me in if we were not sitting at a booth.
"So how long ago did you move here? Are you liking it?" I asked.
"About a month ago. I'm loving it a lot here, especially right now." He said blushing a little. That made me smile and I bet my face was turning red.
After a few minutes, the waitress came and took our orders. Once we got our drinks the conversation just started to flow.
"Taylor said you're a lawyer, what area do you practice?" He asked.
"Mostly criminal, but divorce as well. Maybe I've defended someone you've arrested." I joked.
"Maybe." He laughed.
"So what made you decided to become a police officer?" I asked.
"Well, it's in my family. My father was one, his father was one, my brother and my sister are as well. So after two years in the Army, it just seemed natural to join the police force."
"Oh wow, that's awesome. Thank you for your service." He nodded his head. "So do they all live in Texas or have they moved somewhere else?"
"They still live in Texas. I wanted a change so I figured New York seemed like a good place. How about you? Do you have any siblings? Does your family live around here?"