Nash picked me up from school on Friday with our bags packed in the trunk. We had to make sure his brothers didn't know what we were doing, or we would have company. Yes, they were that crazy.

I climbed into the car, and Nixon walked over. "Why are you here?" He asked Nash.

"What does it look like? I'm taking Maggie out."

"Where?"

"Out. Why do you want to know anyway?"

"I was asking. Does Ma and Dad know?"

"Yes, the little brother, they do. Now, if you excuse me, we have somewhere to be." He rolled up his window and pulled out of the school parking lot.

"Was that Nash?" Nathan asked Nixon.

"Yep," he said.

"With Maggie?" Noah asked.

"Yep."

"Are we going to crash their date?" Nathan asked.

He looked at them. "What do you think?" He walked to the car as they followed.

"This should be interesting," Nathan told Noah.

"Yep."

Nash drove until we pulled up to a bed-and-breakfast. We got out and grabbed our bags from the trunk. We checked in and went to our room. Once inside, we set our stuff down, and I noticed the room had candles and rose petals. It was perfect.

He walked over and looked at me. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes."

He placed his hands on my cheeks and gave me a soft kiss. Then he looked at me, and that's when I became nervous.

"How about we undress and get into bed."

Nash smirked at me as I stripped down to my underwear, and he did the same.

I climbed in and pulled the covers over me, and Nash followed suit. And man, I was nervous. It was a big deal, and there was no going back.

He hovered over me. "Are you sure?"

"Y-yes."

"Nervous?"

"E-extremely."

"Relax. I'll be gentle."

Oh, lord.

He hooked his thumbs into my panties and pulled them off of me. I gulped. It's Nash, and I have nothing to be nervous about with him. Then he wiggled out of his boxers, tossing them to the side—Scratch that. I became even more nervous.

He climbed off of me, and I watched as he took a foil packet and opened it. My eyes got big as I watched him move his hands under the covers. Oh, dear God, this was happening.

Then he rolled over and looked at me. "Babygirl, move your legs, or nothing will happen."

Hearing him call me baby girl made my heart race. I moved my legs apart, and he positioned himself in between them. Then something touched me. I squirmed until he inched his way inside of me.

Oh, good God, this was happening. Then something foreign was inside of me, and I let out a gasp, grasping Nash's arms.

"Relax. You're so tense."

Hell, yeah, I was tense. It was so nerve-wracking. Nash adjusted himself, and I gasped again. Then he slammed inside of me. He did this twice, and holy hell, it hurt.

I groaned, and he stopped until my body relaxed, then he kissed me. I kissed him back as he started to move, thrusting in and out of me with a wave of pleasure flowing over my body. I began to rock with him. He picked up the pace when I was ready, and my muscles tightened in my lower abdomen. That's when it happened. We both let out a groan and exploded together.

I lay there with my eyes closed, enjoying this weird high. I heard Nash chuckle and opened an eye. "What?"

"Looking at you in pure bliss from when we started. It's funny." He chuckled.

I playfully smacked him. "Well, excuse me for being nervous since it was my first time."

"I know. Trust me, I know." Nash smirked.

"In my defense, you said it would hurt, but that was painful."

"It's because I had to go fast and hard the first few times to break it."

"Break what?"

He chuckled. "Your cherry."

I placed my palms on my face. Nash pulled my hands away and smiled at me.

"You're enjoying this way too much."

"But I can't help myself. You're adorable when you blush." He kissed me when we heard a knock on the door. We both turned and looked at the door.

"Open up!"

We laid there when they shouted, "Open up before I break this damn door down!"

We both looked at each other when someone busted open the door, and we both jerked up. A guy stood there, looking mighty pissed.

"I heard you were sleeping with my wife!"

"Your wife? What are you talking about? I'm here with my girlfriend!"

"That's not what she says! Now, I'll break you into two." He lunged at Nash, who scrambled out of bed, falling on the other side of the bed. I grabbed my panties and put them back on.

As the guy chased Nash around the room while he tried to cover himself, I heard snickering.

"Stop!" I said.

They both stopped, and Nash was covering himself with a pillow. I walked over and stuck my head out of the door. Nixon, Nathan, and Noah laughed as Nixon waved at me, and I shot him a glare.

I walked back into the room and walked up to the guy. "His idiot brothers put you up to this, didn't they?"

"Well." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"How much did they pay you?"

"Fifty dollars."

I nodded, narrowing my lips. "Get out!" I pointed at the door.

"What?"

"Get out! Before I call the cops!"

"You don't have to tell me twice." The guy ran out of there.

I looked at Nash. "Your brothers are idiots!"

He tossed a pillow aside and pulled on his boxers. He stuck his head out to see them standing there. "How did you find us?"

"Turn off the find my phone feature, genius," Nixon answered.

"Screw you, Nix. Now get out of here," he growled.

"Nah, we'll stick around and hang out." He smirked. "Maggie, nice underwear." He gestured at my bra and panties.

I shot him a glare as they laughed then I went back into the room.

"Poor baby can't take a simple joke." Nathan snickered.

Then they heard me say, "Hello, Kat? Yeah, it's me. Is Marcy and Macey with you?"

"What is she doing?" Nixon asked Nash.

"She's calling your girlfriends." Nash smirked.

"What the hell?" Noah asked.

I walked out and held out my phone to them. "Your girlfriends would like a word."

Their faces dropped as Nixon took the phone. "Hello? But, baby," he whined. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Okay, fine. We're leaving." He handed the phone back to me, and the three of them stormed out.

Nash looked at me. "I can't believe you called their girlfriends."

"It was that or called your mom." I shrugged.

"Girlfriends are a much better choice. Ma would say not to knock you up."

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Now, were we?" He picked me out, carried me back into the room, and shut the door.

This time was much better. I wasn't as nervous, and it didn't hurt. I laid on Nash, and he had his arm around me.

"I love you, Nash."

He looked at me. "I love you more." He kissed me.

I laid my head on his chest and drifted off to sleep.

The entire weekend we didn't leave the room except to eat. It was nice being alone with Nash, and I have to admit, sex is my new favorite thing to do. That weekend he showed me different positions, and I don't think I will walk for a while.

That boy sure has some stamina.

We sat in a tub, taking a bath together. I leaned forward and looked at him.

"What?" He asked.

"When was the last time you had sex?"

"About ten minutes ago." He smiled.

"Not with me. I meant with another girl." I rolled my eyes.

"Let's see." He sat there, thinking. "It was a week before I came home from Europe."

"Was it a fling?"

"Honestly, I wasn't so sure. I had considered staying longer because of the girl, but then she went back to her boyfriend. So, I came home." He sighed.

"I'm sorry." I reached up to his face.

"I'm glad it didn't work out. Because if it did, I wouldn't have fallen in love with you or at least had the chance to explore my feelings for you."

I couldn't help but smile. Nash pulled me to him and kissed me. Then things got steamy.

It was a weekend I would never forget.