Nicky frowned when she kissed his cheek. He didn't want to just give in to her. It would have been so easy to do though. So very, very easy.
"What if he gets sick of you and leaves you alone?" Why was this all being turned against him? Why weren't these same questions being asked of Stan. "And even if I do, which I wouldn't," Nicky looked her in the eye as he said that, feeling it to be completely true, "Someone else would be stupif not to come and snatch you right up."
Nicky sighed. "But I wont share." He wanted to pull her into a hug, hold her there and kiss her. He wanted to smell her freshly cleaned hair again, but if he did that, then all of this would have just been wasted time, really.