Page 72 of Forever Entwined
"Yeah, but my head is all fuzzy," I answer, honestly.
"You'll get used to that. It just means he's doing it right." She giggles. "And what about you, did you touch…?" I realize what she's implying and feel even more embarrassed by my lack of knowledge and experience.
"No, I don't really know what I'm doing, but I think he liked it anyway."He did, right? I mean, he seemed to, but what if he didn’t? What if he thought I was boring?!
Harper must sense me spiraling because she gently strokes my hand, bringing me out of my own thoughts, before reassuring me. "Don't worry. It will happen when it’s supposed to, and it will feel natural. Until then, I'm sure that Nate will be happy just to be there and participate. Boys are pretty simple creatures." She giggles. "Besides, he loves you more than anything. He wouldn't want to force you to do something you're not ready for."
"You think?"
"I know!" Harper replies as she gives me a reassuring hug. "But please, no repeats today. At least not until I'm gone. This bitch needs her beauty sleep," she teases as she pushes me off the bed and pulls the blanket over herself again.
I walk to the bathroom and knock on the door. Nate opens it and comes out, dressed only in a towel around his waist. He looks even sexier than usual because I can see his bare and toned abs. His wet hair hangs down in front with a few loose curls.
I don't know what's wrong with me because yesterday I'd have been far too shy to even look at him. Now I just want to push him back into the bathroom and find out what exactly is behind that red and white towel. I feel my cheeks heat up and notice Nate looking down at me with a devilish grin. "Do you like what you see, baby?" Obviously, I must have been staring at him. To avoid further awkwardness, I just duck under his arm and head for the bathroom, hoping to get out before he has a chance to say anything.
"Penny for your thoughts," I hear Nate say cockily, as I close the door as fast as I can and then take a moment to control myself. I turn on the shower and watch the room fill with steam before I step in, hoping the water will help wash away some of those dirty thoughts.
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NATHANIEL
I can't help but smile when I see Bella hiding behind the bathroom door in embarrassment.I love how easy it is to make her blush.Who would have thought that my sweet and innocent little Bella would be standing in the doorway so shamelessly eye-fucking me after coming undone for me in the backyard?I continue to dry off and put on my gym shorts before climbing back into bed. My mind continues wandering because, wow,that was just amazing.
When I woke up alone after another nightmare about my past and couldn't find Bella, I was afraid something bad had happened. I almost didn't see her in my haste, but thank God I did. Who would have thought that one of my worst wake-ups would turn into my best?
I wish I could wake up every morning with Bella's beautiful body wrapped around me as she moans in my ear.
"Are you coming or what?" sings Bella over her shoulder.I hide my smirk at her poor choice of words, especially since she seems oblivious. Because damn, coming for Bella is exactly what I want to be doing right now. But I can't let my mind go there right now, so instead I just smile.
Bella is already out of the shower, wearing one of my t-shirts, and sitting up in bed. I'm standing here in my shorts, shamelessly fantasizing about her, and probably looking like a total creeper.
"Yep, right behind you," I finally say as I climb up next to her. "That was fucking amazing, by the way," I admit, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her tightly against my side.
Bella hides her face in the side of my chest. "But I didn't do anything," I hear her mumble against me.
I lift her chin with my hand, so she's looking at me. "Bella, you should never feel like you have to do something you're not ready to do. I enjoyed what happened. Actually, I really fucking enjoyed it, so much so that I should be the one feeling a little embarrassed," I admit. "As long as you're happy with what we did and don't have any doubts.
Don't worry about anything else because I'm more than happy with everything that happened in the garden," I reassure and kiss her lovingly.This girl melts my heart. Only she could give me such a special gift and still feel guilty for not giving more. I don't know who made her feel like she wasn't good enough in some way or like she owes everyone an apology, but I will make it my mission to get her to see herself through my eyes.
"I'm happy, too," she admits shyly.
We turn on the TV and sit up to watch a rerun ofFriends.It's the episode where Ross gets stuck in the leather pants, and I get to hear Bella's beautiful laughter as she watches the episode intently. I, on the other hand, can't keep my eyes from watching her carefree, beautiful face light up. I hear the door fly open and see Ava and Tucker come in.
I climb out of bed and walk over to the two of them. "Great party, bro," I say, patting Tucker on the shoulder.
Ava climbs into the spot in the bed I just left, and out of nowhere, Harper appears. I didn't even know she was back in the land of the living. Last time I saw her, she was passed out in bed.
"Woah, bro, put some clothes on, I don't want to lose my appetite looking at your fat ass," jokes Tucker.
"You love my fat ass," I laugh back. "You just don't want Ava to be envious and wish she was dating my fat ass instead of your flat ass."
"Nah, she loves herself a real man, not a little man-child," Tucker states playfully as he strikes a bodybuilding pose, flexing his muscles, then tackles me onto the bed.
All the girls shriek and quickly jump out of the way as we both come crashing down, almost squashing them all.
"OOO, looks like I'm not the only one getting a birthday surprise," says Tucker, as he points at Bella. I immediately feel defensive and am pissed that they may have noticed that something happened and are trying to use it to tease or humiliate Bella.
"Yeah, what happened to the pajamas I lent you last night?" Ava questions, suddenly noticing Bella is in my top and not what she went to bed in.