This is the only chance we get to be in the moment

These last weeks had been a wild roller-coaster-ride, which did say a lot when it came to Nigel’s life, as there was all something new to take care of. He had told the agency, clan or what you would call the organisation that he worked for, that they couldn’t call him in as he had a lot of other things to take care of. But besides taking care of work in the garage he had neglected, trying to be there both for Maya and Katelyn, as he really wanted to show a certain person that he wasn’t the man he had been while dating a certain other person.
Redeeming himself, that might be the best way of describing how he was acting. Not only for Mariella, Katelyn and Maya, but he had also been there for Daisy more, helped her out more than he had ever done while they had been dating. He had tried to reconnect with Cecilia, making a little up for how he had just left her. But it all just came down to one thing, how he always knew he had those stolen glances at Irina when she was near. When she wasn’t near him, he always noticed how his mind started wandering. How was she doing, could he text her, was it to soon? He didn’t know, and he was both in awe of how she made him feel and do, and also a little weirded out. Even when he had been a young kid, no woman had ever turned his head just as much.

So, when he finally came home, open the door he wasn’t expecting the smell of paint. He brows pressed together as he finally walked further into what was slowly becoming a Livingroom. The wall was a nice warm golden colour and really made the room look so much more inviting. “I” he started out and just looked at her without finding the right words. He couldn’t remember if anyone had ever done something like that for him before.
“I like it” he stated, but it wasn’t the colour he was looking at and slowly he walked over to her, but as he came closer his steps became more urgent, he threw his back to the ground, as his hands cupped her face and he pressed his lips towards hers.

His thumbs glided over her cheeks before the left hand found its way into her black wavy hair. With his hand now on the back of her head he could pull her a little closer into the kiss.
Finally getting back for hair, he let himself open his eyes to look at her. She was so beautiful standing there with paint marks on her face with closed eyes. Never in a million years had he thought that he would find someone like her. Never had he thought he could be so happy with someone, without even expression it with words, it was just like this when she walked into the room, there was no way to keep the smile of his face.
Then she leaned in, and he was more than happy to let their lips meet again. His hand left her cheek and placed itself on her hip and pulled her a little closer to him. The sensation that glided through his body, it was so intense and so eye-opening. It really hadn’t felt like this when he had kissed anyone before. It was almost like he had known her all his life, and they finally came together after such a long time. Like his body could melt into hers without any problem.

As they finally let their lip’s part, a soft smile played on his lips and he opened his eyes again. His blue starring into her brown. As soft laugh left his nose “You might have too” he said and removed his fingers from her hair to let fingertips glid over her forehead. “Well at least that is what I intend to keep doing” he looked at the wall again that she had painted “So you just thought, Mila’s out of the house, Mariella seeing a friend, lets paint a wall?” he laughed, and planted a kiss on her temple before pulling her into him.

“you are very, very effective my dear Aslanov” he said with a warm voice as he pressed his lips towards her temple. For a short time, he remembered that this was Cecilia’s cousin, and there would be some kind of hell to pay when she figured it out. But the thoughts were quickly pushed under the carpet. He was not going to think about that now.
“Well, I do that, but normally people don’t really listen to my complaints or actually do something like this for me” it was true, even as he knew that Ella would walk a thousand miles for him. It wasn’t like her just to start doing stuff like this. And sometimes it was just the small things that mattered. Not that painting and entire room was small in that sense.

He was so caught up in his own thoughts, that he almost flinched and looked at her with big, surprised eyes. “What the hell!” he laughed and grabbed her hand were the paint brush was in. “It was the wall you were to paint, not my face!” he wrestled the paintbrush out of her hand and made a small streak down her face too. “there much better.

“Well, you are right, it is very handsome, but getting paint out of my beard is a menace” He laughed, clearly not very upset with the whole situation. He laughed even brighter, as she told him that it was on, as she stepped out of his arms and went over to grab another paintbrush to paint him across his arm and chest. “Hey! Not on the clothes! Woman!” he shook his head, but his eyes was telling a story about a man that for a very long time, hadn’t had this much fun.
He put down the brush as he took his t-shirt off showing his chest. “Now, Irina, you are about to get painted” he laughed, as he rushed towards her, and grabbed her around her waist while letting his paintbrush glide down her neck. But he also knew that she was a lot stronger than him, given that she had the werewolf to help her. Therefore, he was quick to let her go and ran towards the other end of the room. He pointed his paint brush towards her “I thought it was supposed to go on the wall, not on our skin” for a man that was almost fifty, he looked like a young boy that was only turning eighteen. Irina was really the fresh air that he had needed for such a long time. Someone that could remind him of who he was, besides being a hunter, a lousy father and a failed boyfriend.

It was a blessing. A blessing from all that had happened for the past few months, to just have fun and laugh. When was the last time he had laughed this much, all the way from his stomach? His breath came out a little shallower than before, as he looked at her waiting for her to retaliate for what he had just done. And it didn’t take long for her to start running towards him, after she had told him that there was a plenty of paint to go around. There sure was, but he still made out a low growl that turned into a laugh as he felt the paintbrush paint from the middle of his stomach up to his shoulder in one shift movement. Now there was the fact that Nigel was very ticklish, and he squirmed away from the brush was more than enough conformation that one needed to tell, exactly the feeling she had just brought up in him. He dropped the paintbrush, and in a shift movement he bended down in his knees locked his arms around her legs and threw her over his shoulder “Well, I’m not staying down here waiting for the paint to dry, so off to the shower we go!” he laughed and started walking out of the living room towards the upstairs to the bathroom. Maybe, or maybe not with ulterior motives. But if it stopped her from using the brush a figuring out how ticklish he really was, then he would rather go down this road.

Nigel placed her on the toilet seat and blinked at her as she said it would be a shame to ruing her masterpiece. He then started laughing as she added that they had to make sure they better get all the paint off. “Will we now? Maybe I should go back downstairs with you and dip you in the pain just to make sure that I can roam all over?” he said with a low growling voice as he dipped down and placed his lips towards her. Only for a brief moment before he turned around and walked over to the shower and turned on. The water gliding down his arm before he took it back and turned towards her with a slight lifted brow.
“Well doesn’t seem like you are undressing, alrighty then, better help you with that” he said slowly walked over to her, a smirk on his lips might lull her into the safety of him just wanted to help her out of her clothes. But as he leaned down to place another kiss on her lips his arms snaked around her waist and without much problem, he pulled her up against him and walked over to the shower putting both under the running water still fully clothed.
“Oh no, what ever did I do” he laughed and looked down at her with a cheeky smile “Silly me”