The ride back to the hotel was a quiet one. Miranda was unsure of what to say after the night she had. She was so unsure if Nick was trying to tell her something serious or if he was just trying to make sure he would get his next 'meeting' with her.

Nick kept his arm wrapped around her shoulder, taking slight glances every so often. She was being so quiet. As he listened to the quiet conversation being carried on by the others, he'd wondered if he'd scared Miranda away. He'd hoped what he'd done wasn't a mistake.

"So, shall we go clubbin'?" AJ asked almost before they were to the hotel.

"I just wanna go to my room," Miranda said quietly. "Watching you guys at the concert just wore me out. I'm surprised you have the energy," she laughed lightly.

"You can never be too tired to party!" AJ gave a wicked grin in Nick's direction as he spoke.

"Well, I can," Nick sighed. "I'm for the hotel too."

"Like I said, you're never too tired to party!" The grin he wore turned wicked as Nick glared at him.

Once dropped off, Nick and Miranda walked awkwardly into the hotel, two bodyguards in tow. The men made sure the two got to their floor okay and made their way back down to the limo.

She went to put her card in the door, soon feeling Nick's warm breath against the skin of her neck. "You didn't come back here because you were tired, did you?" she said knowingly.

"Neither did you," he smirked.

She sensed his soft lips starting to caress her skin. She whirled around, surprising him. "And what would you have done if I had opted to go out with the rest of them?"

"I wasn't worried. I know you too well." He quickly took the card from her hand and unlocked the door. "After you," he said with a grin as he held the door open.

Miranda made her way into the bedroom, flipping the TV on to a music station. She watched as Nick entered the room, his roaming image breathtaking. The light from the television made it possible for her to see his eyes locking on her figure. "I hope this station's okay," she began, feeling herself growing uneasy. The closer he got, the more evident his lop sided grin became.

"This is different from the first time, isn't it?" he whispered, bringing his lips down to hers. "The tensions are higher, along with the expectations. Think I can live up to last night?"

She kissed him deeply one more time, making her embrace tighter. "I think you can excel," she smiled sweetly.

"Mmm, a woman with confidence in me...that only turns me on more." He kissed her lightly on the lips. "Go sit on the bed for me," he whispered. Miranda sauntered over to the bed, becoming more relaxed. Nick followed right after, removing his jersey. "Lean back against the head board," he requested.

She did as asked. "Now what?" she smiled.

Nick took a deep breath before his next request. "Play with yourself," he said in barely over a whisper.

She found herself almost speechless. "You wanna watch me?" she squeaked quietly. Nick nodded, silent, running his hand on her thigh. "Well, I'm guessing we should get my clothes off then. Care to help?" His grin widened as he helped slide her jeans and panties off, leaving her with discarding her top. "You have to take everything off too, Nick. No reason you shouldn't be able to play with yourself if you feel the need," she smiled.

Not breaking eye contact with her, he slowly stood up, letting his pants just fall after he'd undone them while he slid his briefs down. "Can we begin?" he asked sweetly, placing himself on top of her for a kiss.

She broke away from the kiss, brushing her lips on his cheeks. "If you're gonna watch me, I want you getting the best view possible. Move down, Sparky." She was smirking more than ever.

Nick hardened more at the thought of seeing this, causing him to blush slightly. The lower he went, the harder he stared. Once he stopped, his stare only became more intense. "I didn't look at you last night," he said quietly. He felt her hand running through his hair, yet another turn on. "I'm regretting that I didn't," he smiled as he leaned in to kiss her.

Miranda let out a sensual moan, allowing her hands to drift out of his blond strands and to herself. "I'm getting so hot," she sighed happily.

"Don't talk," he said quietly, "just feel tonight." He continued to watch as one of her fingers slid between her folds, causing a moan to escape her lips. "You like that, huh? You like touchin' yourself, don't ya?" he asked sexually. Another moan came from her. "Touch yourself more," he commanded gently. He saw another of her fingers enter the actions, teasing her clit. Nick was savoring all of this new experience, inhaling as he saw her getting wetter. "You smell so good," he sighed, getting lost in the moment. "Keep playing with yourself." Nick slid his hands under her butt, bringing her cunt closer to his mouth. He slowly slid his tongue inside her, loving how she tasted. The faster he licked, the faster her fingers went and the louder her moans became. A feeling of euphoria ran through Nick's body as he felt her muscle contract and he tasted even more of her.

Miranda's breath was ragged as she pulled him up to her face. "That was so incredible," she half sighed and half laughed. She too was feeling a rush throughout her entire body. He bent down and kissed her with all the passion contained within him.

"I need to be in you," he gasped, never knowing a sexual hunger like this before. She grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down for another kiss, letting that signal she was ready for him. He smoothly slipped himself inside her, his eyes shutting tight at the wonderful feeling. He went for another kiss, lightly biting down on her lower lip. No words were spoken. The only sounds that filled the room were the sexual and pleasure filled moans from the both of them. But none of the moans compared to the cries that escaped their mouths once they came.

He slowly lowered himself on her, both of them breathing heavily. "That was the last time, wasn't it?" Nick asked quietly, his voice wavering just a bit. He waited a moment, hearing no answer from her. He lifted his head from her chest, staring straight into her watering eyes.

"I can't tie you down," she breathed, not trusting her voice to hide the pain she felt.

He kept his gaze on her until he too felt his eyes water. He gently set his head back on her chest, loving the feeling. What scared him the most about the whole situation was the emotions he had. He cared about Miranda in such a way that it practically frightened him if he thought about it hard enough. Yet, he wasn't sure if it was enough at this point in time to make anything work. There's was so much of the world for him to see still and so many new people to meet. He knew, deep within himself, he couldn't be trusted. Hurting the both of them now by stopping this would be better than the hurt that they could receive in the long run if they tried for anything. "You have a part of me that no one else will ever have." He found the courage to look at her face again, not caring this time if the hurt for not being able to give her more showed in his eyes. "I gave that to you," he continued, with a slight smile. "I'll be honest. I may end up being with a hundred girls in the future, but believe me when I tell you that you'll be the one I remember."

Miranda was speechless. She closed her eyes as soon as he finished talking, letting the hot tears spill down the sides of her face. "Why me?" she whispered.

Nick moved up, making his face right above hers. "Because, that's what was meant to be," he smiled, lowering his lips for a kiss. "I'll tell ya somethin' else. I wouldn't have it any other way." Nick sealed his statement with a kiss as they both allowed themselves to drift off into a peaceful sleep.