Mr. & Mrs. Graham // Chapter 1 // Perfect Beginnings

Nicki drove up street to get to their residence. It was nice gated community, mini mansions spaced nicely leaving enough land for the neighbor. Nicki turned on her right turn signal to turn into the driveway of her and Drake’s house. She grabbed her stuff from the passenger seat and got out, walking up to the front door, entering her house. She put her bags down and headed upstairs to their bedroom to change into something more comfortable.

After she was finished changing, she check the big master bedroom to see if anything was out of place. Then, the bathroom, went back downstairs, checked the living room and the kitchen. Once, she felt that everything was okay, she started dinner.

An Hour and a Half Later

Drake walked in the front door and set is things down. He loosened his tie and starting checking the living room, went upstairs to the bedroom and the bathroom, and finally back down to the kitchen, where he was greeted by his beautiful wife.

"Hey baby." Nicki greeted.

"Hello my love, I missed you." He answered giving her a quick peck on the lips and taking the plates from 
her.

"I missed you too, where are you going with those?"

"To the table."

"I was on my way there thought."

"I know, but you cooked so this is the least I could do."

"But I always cook. Why do you act like I’m going out of my way for you?"

"Because I’ve had many women that didn’t do shit for me. You’re the only one. So, it feels weird I guess." 

Drake answered while pulling the chair out for her and pushing her in.

"Well, stop feeling like that. I don’t mind. I mean you cook sometimes."

"Yeah I do it to repay you for treating me like a king."

"Well you are a king, my king to be exact and I must take care of him."

"Thank you baby. What would my lady like to drink this evening?"

"Okay drop the ‘my lady’ crap and the wine is in the kitchen on the island."

Drake came back and poured each other a glass, they ate in silence for a while until Drake about Nicki’s day at work.

"Ugh. Don’t even get me started."

Drake chuckled. “That bad huh?”

"You have no idea. I wish people would use their common sense and think before their actions. I got this new case and it’s completely and utterly stupid."

"Well that means it’s easy right?"

"Yeah, but I didn’t get in this business to solve simple cases. Anyway, enough of me, how was your day?"

"Boring. Lots of paperwork. I was ready to go home by the time I got to work."

"Well at least we are here now, together and we are free until fucking tomorrow."

Nicki works as a prosecutor for Atlanta, Georgia and Drake works as the Global Ambassador for the Georgia soccer team. Unbeknownst to both of them. They had secret lives. They really work for opposing agencies and they are assassins. Both of them have to keep their real identities a secret.

Drake and Nicki met in San Juan, Puerto Rico, 4 years ago, each taking a ‘vacation’. They run into each at the hotel they both were staying at.

Suddenly, the police burst through the door. Drake played it cool and continued sipping his drink. He asked the bartender what was going. Apparently someone shot up the Assembly Hall. The police think a tourist did it. Drake looked over his shoulder and all the police looking at him. He turned around put one hand behind his back.

"¿Estás solo?" A policemen asks.

"Me no speak Spanish."

The doors burst open, revealing a naturally beautiful young woman, seemingly looking confused.

"El pasaporte!"

"Papeles!"

Nicki and Drake lock eyes tuning out the chaos around them.

"¿Estás solo?"

"No." Nicki answered and walked towards Drake.

Drake figures out what she’s doing and tells the policemen they came together. He takes her up to his room. They close and lock the door, intently listening to the loud noises.

"I’m Nicki by the way."

"Drake."

They get stuck in the room for at least a few more hours, by the time they were able to leave, it was dinnertime. He took her out to a small restaurant, after they decided to go to local bar, in hopes of getting to know each other better.

"Cheers, to uh luck."

"Ah he speaks, but can he dance?"

Nicki got up, downed her shot and went to the middle of the dance floor. She started swaying her hips, momentarily hypnotizing him. He sighed and got up, meeting her on the dance floor.

They dance for what it seems like hours, grinding their bodies close, lips almost touching. They both had a instant spark, both instantly attracted to one another. It began to rain and they both decided to back to his room. When they meet each other, it was like being with an old friend. It’s like they always knew each other.
 
Seemingly similar yet different at the same time. Make a perfect beginning for the both of them.

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New Series!!! I just got this idea one day and had to write it down. It originally was supposed to based on HOWGH and the video but then DrickiEverlasing on tumblr  made a edit called Mr and Mrs. Graham and some anon said that this is kinda like Mr. and Mrs. Graham so I was like, hey! Why not? I'm sure about this story, kinda wrote it on whim, but we shall see what happens. Hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading, make sure you leave your comments!
                                                   ~xoxo Dessi