since I had spent Sundays at my grandparents’ house. My grandma always had music playing in the background and she loved this one.
I slowly made my way back to where Nathan sat. He had both arms up over the back of the seat. I couldn’t see under the table, but I could imagine his long lean legs stretched out and crossed at the ankle. His gaze never left me. No one had ever made me feel the way he did, his gaze burned right into my core. I realised that I had once again added an extra wiggle just for his perusal, and I immediately and spontaneously smiled back at him. Behind me The Paris Sisters started to sing I love how you love me. I couldn’t have exposed my heart any more if I had opened my chest and placed it in his hands.
BELLA
W e pulled into our first overnight stop, just the other side of Chambersburg. I was physically knackered, and definitely not good to be around.
Nathan made his way into the reception of the motel. In between paying for our overnight stay and chatting to the old guy on the desk, he often glanced around to look out of the large window, I knew he was keeping an eye out for me. He hadn’t deserved the tongue lashing I’d just given him. I had no excuse, but in my defence I was struggling to even get off the bloody bike and feeling less than happy with the whole ridiculous situation. I knew everyone was trying to help but right at this moment, ludicrously tired and very uncomfortable, all I could think about was how much I didn’t want to be there, even if that meant not being with Nathan.
We made our way in silence to the room, I wasn’t surprised we were going to be in one room. I had already worked that one out without asking. I was happy with that, as I knew I was safer with him, but I also wanted a bit of alone time, I needed to wallow in my own thoughts. Wallowing somehow helped me to actually sort through my feelings.
‘Would it be OK if I use the bathroom first, Nathan?’ Even my voice sounded small as if the sheer effort of speaking was too much. This was only day one, and that thought terrified me more than any Antonescu finding me.
Nathan threw himself down on the bed. ‘Go for it.’ I watched as he kicked his unfastened boots off his feet and proceeded to turn his attention to his phone.
A bath was just what the doctor ordered. I sunk down low allowing the water to come up over my shoulders. I could hear Nate moving around in the room next door. He had already been on the phone, hopefully to Alex, Scott or Edwards, as I couldn’t bear to think that it might be to Candy or another of his harem. He had music playing now, I wasn’t sure if it was from the TV or his phone.
A light tap came on the door, but I didn’t have time to answer. Luckily, I’d added copious amounts of bubble bath and the bubbles created a foam privacy screen. I didn’t know why I suddenly felt so shy, shy was definitely not in my remit. I pulled myself together instantly and made sure, by moving slightly upwards in the bathtub, that he could at least see my nipples peeking out. If he dared to walk all the way in, he would get an eyeful.
Mentally I was high fiving myself.
The door pushed further open and I met Nathan’s inquisitive gaze around the door, with a questioning raise of my eyebrows and pursed lips.
‘How ya feeling now, Sassy? Has the bath worked its magic?’ His eyes never left mine.
‘Sorry for being such a bitch, Nathan,’ I heard myself sigh after the statement. I sunk back down into the tub, effectively covering myself up and feeling a little guilty for being a bitch, yet again.
‘Nah, you’re OK.’ I watched as he turned himself around and sat down on the floor, to lean his back against the side of the bath. He had on a pair of black sweat-shorts and an old, faded green T-shirt and his feet were now bare. It wasn’t easy for him, what with his leg and the tiny little room. He dominated the bathroom with his height and presence. I was in awe that he managed
I slowly made my way back to where Nathan sat. He had both arms up over the back of the seat. I couldn’t see under the table, but I could imagine his long lean legs stretched out and crossed at the ankle. His gaze never left me. No one had ever made me feel the way he did, his gaze burned right into my core. I realised that I had once again added an extra wiggle just for his perusal, and I immediately and spontaneously smiled back at him. Behind me The Paris Sisters started to sing I love how you love me. I couldn’t have exposed my heart any more if I had opened my chest and placed it in his hands.
BELLA
W e pulled into our first overnight stop, just the other side of Chambersburg. I was physically knackered, and definitely not good to be around.
Nathan made his way into the reception of the motel. In between paying for our overnight stay and chatting to the old guy on the desk, he often glanced around to look out of the large window, I knew he was keeping an eye out for me. He hadn’t deserved the tongue lashing I’d just given him. I had no excuse, but in my defence I was struggling to even get off the bloody bike and feeling less than happy with the whole ridiculous situation. I knew everyone was trying to help but right at this moment, ludicrously tired and very uncomfortable, all I could think about was how much I didn’t want to be there, even if that meant not being with Nathan.
We made our way in silence to the room, I wasn’t surprised we were going to be in one room. I had already worked that one out without asking. I was happy with that, as I knew I was safer with him, but I also wanted a bit of alone time, I needed to wallow in my own thoughts. Wallowing somehow helped me to actually sort through my feelings.
‘Would it be OK if I use the bathroom first, Nathan?’ Even my voice sounded small as if the sheer effort of speaking was too much. This was only day one, and that thought terrified me more than any Antonescu finding me.
Nathan threw himself down on the bed. ‘Go for it.’ I watched as he kicked his unfastened boots off his feet and proceeded to turn his attention to his phone.
A bath was just what the doctor ordered. I sunk down low allowing the water to come up over my shoulders. I could hear Nate moving around in the room next door. He had already been on the phone, hopefully to Alex, Scott or Edwards, as I couldn’t bear to think that it might be to Candy or another of his harem. He had music playing now, I wasn’t sure if it was from the TV or his phone.
A light tap came on the door, but I didn’t have time to answer. Luckily, I’d added copious amounts of bubble bath and the bubbles created a foam privacy screen. I didn’t know why I suddenly felt so shy, shy was definitely not in my remit. I pulled myself together instantly and made sure, by moving slightly upwards in the bathtub, that he could at least see my nipples peeking out. If he dared to walk all the way in, he would get an eyeful.
Mentally I was high fiving myself.
The door pushed further open and I met Nathan’s inquisitive gaze around the door, with a questioning raise of my eyebrows and pursed lips.
‘How ya feeling now, Sassy? Has the bath worked its magic?’ His eyes never left mine.
‘Sorry for being such a bitch, Nathan,’ I heard myself sigh after the statement. I sunk back down into the tub, effectively covering myself up and feeling a little guilty for being a bitch, yet again.
‘Nah, you’re OK.’ I watched as he turned himself around and sat down on the floor, to lean his back against the side of the bath. He had on a pair of black sweat-shorts and an old, faded green T-shirt and his feet were now bare. It wasn’t easy for him, what with his leg and the tiny little room. He dominated the bathroom with his height and presence. I was in awe that he managed
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