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Slowly, she opened her door and then her jaw nearly dropped down to the floor.
"Nick?" she asked.
She did not know what to say next to him or what would be even appropriate for this occasion. All she knew was that seeing him there at that moment felt like the most satisfying release she had gotten in the longest time.
He did not answer and instead just stumbled inside. She followed after him and it seemed that he had already made himself comfortable by taking a seat on the sofa.
Looking at her directly for the first time in weeks, he patted over to the empty place on the sofa next to him for her to occupy.
She complied.
"Hey," she said shyly as she sat down next to him. He did not reply back and just stared at her instead.
His gaze was too intense for her to break and she found herself staring back.
They did not know how long they remained in that position - perhaps it was minutes or maybe even decades - it did not matter because in that moment, time ceased to exist and everything else in the world felt apart to the edges apart from them.
They were the only thing that mattered.
Hannah was not sure who made the move but in the next moment, Nick and Hannah were all over each other. Nicks hands gripped her by the side of her face and his lips descended on her and she responded with the same amount of fervor.
It was emotional and intense - the bittersweet reunion of two lovers that had been apart for far too long. It was not long until clothes started to fly off.
There was a sense of desperation in the way Nicks fingers entangled themselves in her hair and how her own hands gripped at his muscles. An intense desperation that you only resort to when you're not sure if you're ever going to get the opportunity again.
Nick was quick and soon, they were both gasping with pleasure as they met their release. It was quick, intense and vulnerable.
And when it ended, neither Nick nor Hannah knew what to make of it. But at moment in time, it did not matter. For nothing else apart from them mattered.
They had not said more than a few words to each other since meeting again but afterwards, they found comfort in each other’s arms again as Hannah rested her head against Nick’s chest and he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer as they fell into a deep slumber.
And for a moment, the briefest second, the balance had been restored and all was right in their world.
--
The morning after is often used to describe a situation that has connotations of being awkward and uncomfortable surrounding it.
And that was true for Nick and Hannah as they woke up not too far from each other the next morning.
For they were so far entangled into each other that it was difficult for the other person not to notice as one of them stirred to consciousness.
They looked at each other as the details of last night's events came flying to them but it was not a feeling of regret. It was an odd feeling that was meant to be closure but instead just pushed them back from closure even more.
Nick made the first move and untangled himself from her and walked out of the room.
Hannah found herself staring at the empty place he left behind in his wake. She felt confused and did not feel that she had a correct handle on the situation. All she knew that he was here. But her paranoia kicked in as she jolted upwards, clutching at blanket up over against her as she wondered where Nick went.
She did not want him to leave just yet. Or ever.
But relief washed over her as after a few moments, Nick walked back into the room but now he was dressed.
She noticed he had his car keys jangling in his hands in front of him.
"Nick," she started off by saying.
"Get up and get dressed," he told her without looking at her directly, “we need to go."
He did not leave much room for questioning but Hannah was more than happy to comply if that meant that they were going to make progress in this standstill they found themselves to occupy.
