Sisters of Midnight:Dark Moon
Author: Kimberly Diaz

Chapter 3
Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“I know I should cancel my date with Tony.” I told the others that evening after work. “I know I don’t like him in that way, but if I can’t go to the dance with Nick, I don’t want to go alone. I’ll work on Nick the rest of the week and after the dance I’ll tell Tony it’s not going to work out.”

Matt was going to be out at least two more days. He had a bad case of the flu. I continued to use the seduction oil and chose my outfits accordingly. Our project was due next Monday. We hadn’t worked on it the day before because I’d had to work and today Nick had practice after school. With Matt gone, Nick and I decided we had no choice but to work on it after school the next two days. He agreed to pick me up after football practice.

Nick showed up at my house that Tuesday looking freshly showered and handsome in a forest green sweater that matched his eyes. I fought the urge to giggle as I wondered what he would do if I tried to bury my face in its warmth. He got out and opened the passenger door to his silvery blue Mustang that was as gorgeous as he was. Surprisingly, it was the first time we had ever been alone in it.

Waves of excitement poured over me as his hand kept brushing against my bare leg with every shift of gears. I purposely wore a cute skirt with a turquoise top that brought out the blue-green of my eyes.

“What did Cyndi have to say when you told her about tonight?”

His jaw twitched. “I didn’t tell her.”

“Oh.” I tried to contain my pleased reaction. After that, we were both quiet for several minutes, each of us looking out our windows, but I could sense Nick glancing at me from time to time.

Finally, he broke the silence. “So now seems like the right time to ask you a question I’ve had since last week.” I groaned inwardly. Please, no. I couldn’t handle having the ‘just friends’ talk I knew was coming. “What’s been going on with you since that day at lunch last Monday after the game?”

I knew what he was asking but I tried to play it off. My eyes met his briefly then darted away. “I guess I just wanted to rattle Cyndi,” I lied, not able to look at him again. “You know, she’s been acting so high and mighty lately.”

“Oh.” Was I imagining the disappointment in his voice? “Cause you know, that’s not what everyone else thought.”
“What did you think?”

He stopped the car and I saw we were in front of the library. “I guess I should’ve known you were just trying to get to her. It’s not like there’s any love lost between you two. You know, just forget I brought it up.” He sounded almost angry. Or hurt? Suddenly, I felt guilty about being dishonest with him.

I looked down at my lap. “Nick, I‘m lying.” My voice was scarcely more than a whisper. I chewed my bottom lip and took a deep breath. An admission of how I felt could change everything. “Ticking Cyndi off was only part of the reason.”

His smoldering eyes challenged mine, which now boldly met his. “Are you saying what I think you are? Do you have feelings for me?”

It was now or never, the beginning or the end. “Would you hate me if I did?”

He released the breath he’d been holding. “Since when?” he asked in disbelief.

“Since the day we met on the football field.” I admitted. “I’ve tried to ignore it, but I finally couldn’t anymore.”

“All this time, and you never said a word until now.” He was shocked, speechless. I couldn’t read the expression on his face.

“I thought it was obvious to everyone. How was I supposed to tell you when I had a boyfriend at the time and you’ve had girlfriend after girlfriend? To you I’m just your best girl friend, the one you ask for advice about other girls. And from what Cyndi told me last year and keeps reminding me, you just think of me as another kid sister.” I couldn’t hide the resentment in my voice.

He shook his head trying to absorb all the information I just gave him. “Is that what you really think?” When I nodded, he said, “I wouldn’t do this to my sister.”

His kiss stopped me before I could reply. At first I was too surprised to respond, but then I felt how warm and full his lips were and I melted into his arms. When he realized I wasn’t going to stop him, he deepened the kiss.

Lightning, shockingly sweet, completeness is what I felt. I put into that kiss what I had been holding back the last two years. It was pure heaven-the way I knew it would be. All of our obstacles-Cyndi, Tony, the spells- vanished.

The spells! How could I have been so stupid? Nick was only kissing me because of the spells Tracey and I had put on him! He had an amazing looking girlfriend and had never seemed interested before. I pulled back, shaking with the intensity of our kiss.

“Nick, we can’t!”

His eyes were full of desire and confusion. “Why can’t we? I know you felt what I did. I’ve wanted to kiss you like that since sophomore year.”

Now I was confused. “Two years ago? You mean-”

“I wanted to ask you out when we met during my first practice, but I saw you had a boyfriend. Then we became friends and I thought I’d lose you as a friend if I said anything and you didn’t feel the same, so I kept quiet. I bet you wanted to kill me when I talked to you about other girls. Part of me was always hoping you’d be jealous and say you wanted me.”

I couldn’t believe this was happening. Now that he was saying he felt the same, I went ahead and spoke what I was feeling. “I was jealous. I wanted to jam something in my ears every time you talked about your dates with me. But nothing hurt as bad as last week when I found out you and Cyndi were together. I always thought you couldn’t stand superficiality, but I guess appearances matter to you more than I thought.”

“I swear it’s not like that Faith. I’m only dating Cyndi because we have an arrangement through Homecoming. She wants to win Homecoming Queen and she thinks if we’re a couple, it will give her a sure win.”

“Most guys would love to date Cyndi.”

“I’m not most guys.” I knew. Boy did I know.

“So if you don’t really want to go out with her, what’s in it for you? Why are you going along with it?”

“She might be easy on the eyes but I can’t stand the way she treats people. She is so unbelievably rude to people. I don’t even like her much as a person. I tried to give the arrangement a chance at first until I saw how self centered and manipulative she can be. Cyndi knows ever since my mom died that my dad can’t afford to send me to Cal. University. And my math grades are so low I don’t have much chance of getting an academic scholarship. Cyndi’s dad is on the selection committee and she got them to come watch me play Homecoming game. If I play well enough, then I’ll get a football scholarship. She’d only arrange it if I agreed to her idea. It’s my only chance to get into a decent school.”

My eyes narrowed. “I knew she was up to something. Leave it to her to take advantage of you like that. So all that’s happening is you’re helping her win?”

“She won’t win,” he stated. “That’s why I nominated you to run against her.”

My mouth fell open. “You, Nick? You nominated me?”

“Why not? You’re beautiful and genuine, inside and out. Cyndi doesn’t stand a chance against you.”

“So she thinks you’ll help her win and you’re sabotaging her?”

“I didn’t even really have to. If I didn’t nominate you, I know half a dozen other people who were going to. I just think the best girl should win.”

His words warmed my heart. Goddess help me I’m going to kiss him again.

After Saturday,” he explained, “Cyndi and I are done and I won’t have to pretend anymore.”

I felt uneasy about the whole thing. “And you think she’s going to let you drop her, just like that?”

He shrugged. “She knows we have an agreement until after the dance. She’s not a one guy type of girl.”

“She sure appeared to be when she came to my house last week and warned me to stay away from you. She’s known for a while about my feelings for you and threatened to make you hate me if I kept flirting with you.”

He took my hand. “She could never make me hate you.”

I shook my head and gave a bitter laugh. “She won’t let you break up with her without a fight. You have no idea what she’s really like.”

“I’m beginning to see that. She knows that scholarship is the only chance I’ve got and she never forgets to remind me of it. If I had any other way, believe me Faith, I would’ve found it. And now that I know you want to be with me too, I’m not going to let anyone come between us.”

He leaned forward to kiss me again but I jumped when there was a sudden loud thump on the window behind Nick. The mood was broken when a policeman informed us we were parked in a fire zone. Nick moved his car to a parking spot and turned off the ignition. I hoped we weren’t going to go in now. His face had grown serious again and his lips were drawn together.

“Since we’re getting everything out, there’s one more thing I need to know.”

I panicked. He was going to ask me about the spells! I thought. I was proud of myself for asking calmly, “What is it Nick?”

“What’s up with you and Tony? Have you and he been together since the pool party last May? He’s telling all the guys on the team that you’re off limits.”

“We’ve only gone out a few times. That night at the party, he was just bringing Michelle and me a drink. He’s making assumptions. But that reminds me, you looked like you wanted to tell me something important that night in the pool, right before he interrupted us. Then I hardly saw you all summer.”

“I couldn’t keep my eyes off you that night,” he confessed. “You told me that day that you were quitting the squad and I thought I’d hardly get to see you anymore so I finally decided to tell you I wanted to be with you. Then Tony showed up and I was sure I had waited too long, that you were with him. I should’ve just taken that chance. I don’t think I would have said anything if you didn’t start acting the way you did last week. Tony keeps talking like you’re already his.”

“Tony’s only taking me to the dance.” I assured him. “He’s kind of been pressuring me to go with him and I didn’t want to go alone. Especially when I knew you’d be there with Cyndi. I don’t feel anything for him. He’s way too possessive for me and I planned on ending things after the dance.”

“That’s a relief. Because the way he talks about girls at practice bothers me. To him, taking a girl to a dance means he’s going to seal the deal.”

“Then he’s delusional. I’ve only kissed him a couple times and I’ve been mostly avoiding him ever since. No guy has been able to make me forget about you.”

He tipped my chin up until I was looking at him. “He’s got a temper. Let him down easy, preferably around other people.”

I nodded, then his lips brushed mine and I was lost again. This time, I didn’t stop him. I remembered how many nights had gone by that I dreamed about that mouth. All our problems had been resolved. This felt so right. We were right.

At that moment, we were the only two people who existed. I felt like we were connected by the gods, that we had been together since the beginning of time. His hands cupped my face, his thumb caressing my cheek. We were making up for denying ourselves the last two years. I was where I belonged. He pulled away slightly, moving my hair to the side and kissing a spot on my neck close to my ear. “Just for the record,” he whispered, his warm breath tickling my ear, “I’ve always thought you were hot.”

A tremor went through me as he answered the question I’d asked him the previous day, his words giving me a delicious thrill. “So hot,” he murmured against my lips before taking control of them once more. I sighed in contentment and ran my hands up and down his muscular arms and back, then my fingers wound themselves through his hair, holding him close as if I wanted to assure myself that he was not just a dream.

I felt safe and realized right then that a part of me had always felt incomplete. With Nick by my side, I felt whole, as if nothing could ever hurt me. I clung to him, not daring to open my eyes. I couldn’t get enough of his muscular frame up against my soft one. After what seemed like hours, we separated. I had often prayed for Nick to look at me the way he was right now, with love and longing in his eyes.

“I suppose we should try to get some work done?” I asked after I noticed the sun beginning to dip down behind the trees.

“We should,” he agreed, not sounding too enthusiastic. “I could stay here with you all night. Saturday is going to be hell. We should be together, not with Cyndi or Tony.”

“I know Nick.” And I did. I could hear the sincerity in his voice. “She’s not going to handle it well when she finds out that we’re together. I think she does have feelings for you, even if they are for selfish reasons.”

“It will be Okay. I’ll deal with her. After Saturday, everyone will know we’re together.”

I snuggled against him, finally getting to feel the warmth of his sweater. “I’ve wanted to hear that for a long time.”

We made our way inside the library and tried to work on our assignment. It was much later when he brought me home and later still when I left the comfort of his car to go inside my house. His cell phone had gone off several times, probably Cyndi, but he shut it off.

“I should go in now,” I whispered slightly out of breath.

“Yes,” he replied looking like he wanted to say ‘no’. But I couldn’t tear myself away. We kissed until finally I made myself go.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he promised.

When I laid my head on the pillow, thoughts of the evening’s events made sleep almost impossible. The last time I looked at the clock it was close to midnight.

The next day, I stopped using the seduction oil. After Nick’s admission it didn’t seem right. Either it had already worked its magic or I truly didn’t need it in the first place. I remembered back to the pool party, how Nick had shut down when Tony showed up and my heart jumped. He’d really wanted to ask me out then! Nick and I had agreed not to get too close at school until after the dance. He was too much of a gentleman to ever hurt someone deliberately. I had never kept a secret this huge from my friends before. I felt like I was leading a double life, trading secret looks with him whenever we got the opportunity.

“You look like you just won a million bucks, judging from the size of the smile on your face.”

“I wish,” I told Rachel. “I just have the feeling that Homecoming is going to be the start of something wonderful.”

“Did you have another premonition?” Tracey asked me.

“Nope, just a feeling.” With that I went to class.

I met Nick’s gaze, exchanging a secret smile with him before sitting down. Tony walked in next and punched Nick on the shoulder as he walked by. “Long night last night? You look like you hardly slept.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Nick replied lazily. “I have a lot going on right now.”

I hid a smug smile as Tony took the seat behind me and started to massage my shoulders. “You must’ve been with Cyndi last night.” I tensed when he said, “I’m sure I don’t need to tell you what a party girl she is.”

Nick spun around angrily. “I don’t kiss and tell,” he retorted, noticing Tony’s hands on my shoulders.

“Care to make a bet Sullivan? Whose girl do you think is gonna take the crown Saturday? Yours or mine?”

I hated the way Tony always talked about me as if I weren’t even in the room.

“That’s a given,” Nick stated firmly. “The girl I nominated, no contest.”

I was afraid at any minute they were going to stand on their desks and beat their chests plus I wanted Tony’s hands off me so I got up. “I forgot my book. Be back in a minute.” When I returned, class had started and we were at our tables in groups again. I was sure everyone could see the looks passing between Nick and I. I couldn’t wait to get together with him after school again. This time, he was coming to my house.


One advantage to having a busy mother was having the house to myself most of the time. My mother had a full time job and a packed social calendar. She was not neglectful, we often did things together, but it was as if staying at home caused her to dwell on my father leaving us.

As soon as Nick came in and we sat on the sofa, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We kissed more than we worked. It didn’t even feel strange to me that we were making out after being friends for so long since we both admitted we’d wanted more from the time we met. With Nick, I felt in control and out of control at the same time. Finally, I rested my head against his hard chest, his strong arms wrapped around me. “This is heavenly. I wish you didn’t have to go.”

“Me too.” He kissed the top of my head, one hand stroking my leg over my thin mini skirt. He bent his head forward to kiss me again, his eyes reflecting their happiness over the discovery of our feelings for one another. Then my phone rang. It was Cyndi. I handed him the phone, a sinking feeling in my heart. When I was with him, it was so easy not to think of her.

“I’ll be there when I’m done!” he argued then hung up the phone. “My dad told her where I was,” he told me. “She got my sister to beg him to invite her for dinner when she went by there looking for me.”

We finished up what we had left of our history and I walked him to the door. “I’m sorry I have to go.”

“See you in class tomorrow?”

“Yes you will.” he promised, finally giving me that kiss I had been about to get when Cyndi had called. “Make sure to lock the door.”

“Bye Nick,” I closed and locked the door, leaning against it as I looked at the clock. It was seven thirty. Over three hours till my mom would be home. I called my friends over to get prepared for Saturday. I closed my eyes and licked my lips, still tasting Nick’s salty kisses. I shivered in anticipation of the next time we would be alone. Damn Cyndi and her stupid games. Three more days, I reminded myself, and Nick would be with me and everyone would know he was mine.


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