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Nate starts laughing and tries tickling me, but I just hide my head under the pillow in embarrassment.
"It's okay, Bella.” he says with a reassuring smile, "I know what you meant. And I'm very honored that out of all the boys, I get to be the one that you didn't sleep with."
He snatches the pillow from my face and casually throws it onto the floor. "Believe me, if there was ever someone I’d sleep with like that, it would be you. I'm just not ready yet," I admit nervously, trying to hide my flushed cheeks.Why the heck did I admit that out loud?
"How about we postpone this whole conversation until a later date? I don't want to take it off the table completely though," Nate says seductively as he runs his hand up and down my side, which, even though I’m still covered by the blanket, is enough to give me goosebumps. "But, until then, there’s no pressure from me to take it any further than you're comfortable with."
I hide my face under the covers, feeling more than embarrassed that we are having such a sexual conversation so early in the morning. "Hey, no need to hide, Bella." Nate tries to pull the blanket away from my face, but I refuse to let go.
"I'm sorry, we're not all as smooth and sexy as you," I say from under the blanket.
Nate pulls the blanket over his head as well and whispers, "This is all new territory for me too, Bella. I'm not pressuring you. Like I said last night," he whispers soothingly while leaning in closer, and gently maneuvering my face. "I truly appreciate having you back in my life, whether it's in the role of a friend, a girlfriend, or hopefully one day as so much more," he whispers, planting a gentle kiss on my lips. I feel the warmth of his comfort float over me like a cozy blanket and feel like I can finally breathe again.
I feel brave now that my face is covered and he can't see my rosy cheeks, so I allow myself to move closer to him, deepening our kiss. He moves the hand that was previously on my face down to my lower back and pulls me even closer so that our bodies are touching. Before I have time to even register what I'm thinking, I hear myself answer, "It seems that at least one part of you wants me to be more than just a friend."Shit, did I just say that out loud?I gasp in shock at my words and cover my mouth with my hand.I must still be drunk.
I hear a sexy moan come from Nate’s mouth as he pulls me tighter against him. He grabs my nearly naked ass forcefully so that we’re both lying on our sides facing each other and his erection is pressed against me before he whispers in a low, lustful voice, "Believe me when I say, every part of me wants to make you mine, but not until you ask me to." He pushes me onto my back and asks softly, "is this okay, Bella?" He positions his body above me, not quite touching mine.
I give the smallest nod as I look into his eyes and instinctively bite my lip in anticipation. This seems to be all he needs before he begins kissing me passionately. Our kiss grows rougher and more desperate as we seem to say all the things we've needed to say but couldn't in the years we've been apart. My legs seem to open by themselves, and a small moan escapes my lips as I feel him press himself against my most delicate and sensitive area as we desperately kiss and paw at each other. Finally, we break away, hot and panting, still hidden from the world beneath the covers.
We finally emerge from our little cocoon because, damn, it's hot under there. As we do, I realize my t-shirt has risen, and pretty much everything from my belly button down is on display.
"What happened here? Nate questions, running his finger over the small silver-ish lines covering my hips and thighs.
I quickly pull my shirt down in embarrassment. "Erm, just stretchmarks," I mumble before climbing out of bed and going to the bathroom next door. I quickly wash my face and use some mouthwash to get rid of my morning and alcohol breath from the night before. I find a comb to brush my hair and tie it into a simple bun. Thank God I was smart enough to wear my hair up yesterday. Then I head back to the room, still dressed in nothing but my underwear and Nate's t-shirt. When I come out, Nate is sitting on a stool with Tucker. Nate quickly rushes over with my dress, using his body as a barrier to hide my half-naked self from Tucker's gaze.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jealous Pants, I'm not looking at your girl. I've got my own to drool over," Tucker laughs as he takes a large sip of his coffee.
"Drool over her, then," Nate playfully snaps back.
"Get dressed, baby; we're going out for breakfast," he says as he gently pushes me back into the bathroom.
"Honestly, you men are like pack animals," Ava says, ducking under Nate's arm and following me into the bathroom. She closes the door behind her and locks the boys out.
"Where did you come from?" I ask, as I’m sure I remember us dropping her off at home last night.
"I was just on my way to see if you wanted to grab breakfast when I heard the boys bickering like kids, and I thought I'd stop in and see if you were okay. Tucker sent me a message last night that you were sleeping over. and I didn't want you to wake up to two WILD ANIMALS and be uncomfortable."
I hug her tightly. "This means so much to me, Ava. I’ve never had any real girlfriends before. My parents and I moved around a lot, so I never had the chance to put down deep roots. "I know I only met you all yesterday, but I genuinely feel that you, Harper, Riley, and even Tucker, in his own annoying brotherly way, have embraced me into your circle. And for that, I am deeply grateful," I say, tears welling up in my eyes.
"Hey, enough with the tears, missy. We feel the same way about you as well. You and Nate have slotted right into our little group. I mean, Tucker has Danny, but as you probably know from last night, he's a nice guy, yet a little unreliable and switches from group to group. Tucker and Nate already seem to have a strong bro-mance." Ava laughs. "I'm pretty sure my boyfriend loves your boyfriend," she sings.
"He's not exactly my boyfriend," I answer honestly.
"But you want him to beee," she continues to sing.
I just laugh and so does she, hugging me again.
"Now, cinder-Bella, I brought some clothes and makeup, so we can get you ready for the ball," she jokes.
After we're done, we all head into town for breakfast. Nate decides to continue being our driver because he's not convinced that the alcohol has left Tucker's system yet. Tucker doesn't seem to mind because it gives him and Ava the back seat to make out. I don't mind either, because it means I can sit next to Nate in the front seat and get to be in control of the music. For most of the ride Nate has his hand on my thigh, only moving it away when he needs to change gears. But even when he doesn't move it or try to touch me in a sexual way, his touch still causes butterflies and tingles. Until recently, I had absolutely zero interest in guys, and sex was too triggering to even think about. But since yesterday, I can't get enough of him. My body goes into overdrive whenever we're together. And considering we’ve not separated since we met yesterday at the carnival, my body has been in constant overdrive.Really, has it only been a day? I feel like it's been weeks!
We arrive at the mall and park. Ava loudly informs the group, "Izzy is coming with me; we’ll meet you in a sec." The guys make their way inside and sit down at the diner, while Ava and I head towards the store across the street, telling them we're going to get some snacks for a road trip. As soon as we're out of the guys' sight, Ava starts quizzing me. "So, Tucker said that you and Nate slept in Theo's room. Did anything happen?" she asks excitedly.
"No, not really. We were just cuddling all night," I answered sheepishly.
Ava's face starts to fall a little until I add, "But we had a pretty hot make out session this morning," I admit with a grin, as I feel my face turn red with embarrassment at saying such a thing. I tell her enough that she gets the drift, but without giving her too many details that might embarrass me or Nate. What happened was our private cocoon.
Ava squeals and pulls me over to the lingerie section. "Come on Izzy, let's go get some nice panties just in case things get steamier because I love you girl, but those Bridget Jones pants you had on earlier just won't do," she jokes, patting my butt for emphasis.
