Wine Coolers, Chapter 4
#4 of Wine Coolers
Judy awoke to a world of brilliant orange.
"Mmmf..."
Whatever was pressed against her face smelled good. Warm. Manly. Like one of those body wash commercials she was always catching on TV.
It took a good five seconds for her brain to come around. When it did, a grin scrawled its way across her face. She cuddled deeper into the mound of living orange fuzz, trying to lose herself in the soft bristles.
"You awake?"
Judy nodded. Nick chuckled.
Now came the difficult part, she knew. The recap. The Q & A. How was everybody feeling? Any regrets? Should we never speak of this again?
A part of her wanted to just stay in bed. With him. Cuddling forever. But Judy knew she couldn't. They had to talk about it, had to apply logic and reasoning to what amounted to a very illogical act.
Besides, she was starving. And she needed to pee.
Thankfully, Nick took the first step. He pried her from his chest, scooching down in the bed until they were face to face. "Hi," Nick said.
"Hi," Judy smirked. She noticed, for about the thousandth time since they'd met, just how pretty Nick's eyes were. Deep pools of emerald green. With maybe just a little seaweed thrown in there. Just along the edges.
"So."
"So."
Judy's heart skipped a beat. Does he regret it? Oh fuck - he regrets it! That's what he's about to say, isn't it?
Nick took a deep breath, his chest blooming out to meet hers. Then, in a low, intimate growl, he said, "I... don't regret what happened. Like... at all."
Judy's eyebrows furrowed to a point as her eyes went wide. D'awww!
"How 'bout you?"
He sounded so nervous! Trying to keep herself from tearing up, Judy leaned in, pressing her lips together with his. When they broke, Nick had a dreamy look in his half-lidded eyes.
"I don't regret it. Any of it."
This seemed to relieve Nick immensely. He grinned, paws reaching out beneath the bedsheets, finding her, drawing her back against him. They giggled together in the golden yellow light, tangled up in eachother, each silently relieved but scared to admit it.
Once the merriment had subsided, Nick hooked a claw beneath Judy's ear, slowly easing it over her shoulder. "So. Um...," his ears laid flat. "I don't wanna seem like we're moving too fast here..."
"Too late!" Judy interjected cheerfully.
He pinched her butt beneath the sheets. "Shaddup. But... no, seriously. Do you, umm... do you wanna... maybe..."
"Grab breakfast?" Judy offered.
"I was gonna say 'date'... but yeah. That too."
Judy reached out a hammy little paw, stroking it through Nick's cheek tuft. "I feel like we've been dating for over a year now. I see you almost every day. And we go out to dinner, like, twice a week."
Nick chuckled. "Yeah, I guess you're right. We do buy snacks for eachother down at the station. And we have our own stupid little in-jokes that no one else understands."
"Besides, Clawhauser already thinks we're dating."
Nick's eyes went wide. "He does?"
"Oh yeah. Anytime me and him hang out, he's always trying to sell you to me."
"Hmm," Nick scratched the scruff of his neck. "I'll have to remember to buy him a box of doughnuts sometime."
Judy giggled as she sat up in bed, throwing the bedsheets off her naked body, stretching her arms high overhead until her vertebrae popped. "Well then, Mr. Morning Breath... I do believe I was promised breakfast at some point."
Paws behind his head, Nick watched the rabbit's lean, toned body moving in the light. "You grabbing a shower?"
"Yep."
"Can I come?"
Judy turned to look over her shoulder, sticking her tongue out at him. "Yep."
With a grin a mile wide, Nick threw back the sheets, bounding after his new girlfriend in a race to see who could get to the hot water first.
END