hither’ way.
I knee-walked across the bed, crawling over the messed-up blankets. Before I got to the edge, he reached out for my arms. I had no time to react before he scooped me up draped me over his shoulder. “Oof,” I breathed out.
“No more nightmares, Sang Sorenson,” he said. “And no more worrying about Silas. He’s at home sleeping. He’ll be here later today, anyway. Right now, we’re not going to ruin today for you by worrying about what happened yesterday.”
“Nathan,” I said, squirming on my stomach as I hung over him. I reached down to pat his butt and back. The boys often did things like this, and yet I wasn’t awake enough yet to really wriggle my way out of his grip.
“Nope, Peanut,” he said. “It’s Halloween. It’s a fucking Saturday, too. Sure, we’ve got the homecoming thing tonight, which is bad timing, yeah. We’ve got sixteen years to catch you up on pumpkins and candy and costumes.”
I huffed, but relented, letting him carry me where he wanted. I got a little dizzy as he made his way through his house in the dark. He turned me over in the kitchen put me down on the cold marble counter. “Can I use your phone to text North? Mine’s still gone.”
“We should get you a new one,” he said. He flicked on a light. I covered my eyes to keep out the brightness until my eyes adjusted. I caught his broad back as he slipped back down the hallway. He came back with a pair of sweatpants and his cell phone. He passed the phone to me, and then started to put on the pants.
As he dressed, I smoothed out my own pink T-shirt and a pair of gray pajama pants. I wasn’t sure if the pajama pants were mine or maybe Kota’s old ones or someone else’s, as I’d grabbed them last night in the dark and put them on. I turned on his red iPhone and sent a quick text to North. I wasn’t sure where he was, either, and hoped he wasn’t actually asleep for once. It took several texts to describe the dream.
Nathan ducked his head into the fridge. He pulled out two Mocha Frappuccinos and then checked the freezer. He dug out two egg and sausage biscuits, which he put the biscuits in the microwave to heat. “Okay,” he said over the whirring of the microwave. He clapped his hands together like he was brushing off crumbs and then looked at me. “Coffee, breakfast first, then we’ve got a few hours to kill before anyone else is going to show up.” His eyes lit up and he started a side smirk. “Do you know what time it is?”
“Super early?” I asked. I finished the last text to North and sent it.
“It’s time for Halloween. And by that I mean the movie.”
“Oh.” I dropped down to the kitchen floor, landing on my bare feet a little hard, wobbling since I wasn’t really that awake yet. I wasn’t really sure I’d like a scary movie after the dream I had, but if I was with Nathan, I didn’t think it would bug me so much. “But Silas is fine?” I asked. “I mean he was with his dad and...”
Nathan smirked. He put the coffee down and came to me. I held his phone between my palms and against my chest as he came close. He cupped my face in his hands, and then slowly leaned in for a kiss.
At first it was the lightest of brushes of his lips against mine. Soft, slow, a whisper of a touch. My heart began pumping furiously at this, waking me up. I wanted to be aware of every touch from him, even the small ones.
He tilted his head back a little, and the roughness of his fingers and palms lightly scratched against my skin as he rubbed soothingly. “Silas,” he said in a quiet, but deep voice that still carried, “is at home with his dad. Theo even got released, but he’s with some Academy doctors at the hospital. And before you ask, North’s fine, too. He just had a small concussion and...”
Bzzt.
The phone buzzed to life in my hands, scaring me a bit because I now knew the boys’ phones could deliver shocks if they pushed the right button. When it didn’t, I turned the front
I knee-walked across the bed, crawling over the messed-up blankets. Before I got to the edge, he reached out for my arms. I had no time to react before he scooped me up draped me over his shoulder. “Oof,” I breathed out.
“No more nightmares, Sang Sorenson,” he said. “And no more worrying about Silas. He’s at home sleeping. He’ll be here later today, anyway. Right now, we’re not going to ruin today for you by worrying about what happened yesterday.”
“Nathan,” I said, squirming on my stomach as I hung over him. I reached down to pat his butt and back. The boys often did things like this, and yet I wasn’t awake enough yet to really wriggle my way out of his grip.
“Nope, Peanut,” he said. “It’s Halloween. It’s a fucking Saturday, too. Sure, we’ve got the homecoming thing tonight, which is bad timing, yeah. We’ve got sixteen years to catch you up on pumpkins and candy and costumes.”
I huffed, but relented, letting him carry me where he wanted. I got a little dizzy as he made his way through his house in the dark. He turned me over in the kitchen put me down on the cold marble counter. “Can I use your phone to text North? Mine’s still gone.”
“We should get you a new one,” he said. He flicked on a light. I covered my eyes to keep out the brightness until my eyes adjusted. I caught his broad back as he slipped back down the hallway. He came back with a pair of sweatpants and his cell phone. He passed the phone to me, and then started to put on the pants.
As he dressed, I smoothed out my own pink T-shirt and a pair of gray pajama pants. I wasn’t sure if the pajama pants were mine or maybe Kota’s old ones or someone else’s, as I’d grabbed them last night in the dark and put them on. I turned on his red iPhone and sent a quick text to North. I wasn’t sure where he was, either, and hoped he wasn’t actually asleep for once. It took several texts to describe the dream.
Nathan ducked his head into the fridge. He pulled out two Mocha Frappuccinos and then checked the freezer. He dug out two egg and sausage biscuits, which he put the biscuits in the microwave to heat. “Okay,” he said over the whirring of the microwave. He clapped his hands together like he was brushing off crumbs and then looked at me. “Coffee, breakfast first, then we’ve got a few hours to kill before anyone else is going to show up.” His eyes lit up and he started a side smirk. “Do you know what time it is?”
“Super early?” I asked. I finished the last text to North and sent it.
“It’s time for Halloween. And by that I mean the movie.”
“Oh.” I dropped down to the kitchen floor, landing on my bare feet a little hard, wobbling since I wasn’t really that awake yet. I wasn’t really sure I’d like a scary movie after the dream I had, but if I was with Nathan, I didn’t think it would bug me so much. “But Silas is fine?” I asked. “I mean he was with his dad and...”
Nathan smirked. He put the coffee down and came to me. I held his phone between my palms and against my chest as he came close. He cupped my face in his hands, and then slowly leaned in for a kiss.
At first it was the lightest of brushes of his lips against mine. Soft, slow, a whisper of a touch. My heart began pumping furiously at this, waking me up. I wanted to be aware of every touch from him, even the small ones.
He tilted his head back a little, and the roughness of his fingers and palms lightly scratched against my skin as he rubbed soothingly. “Silas,” he said in a quiet, but deep voice that still carried, “is at home with his dad. Theo even got released, but he’s with some Academy doctors at the hospital. And before you ask, North’s fine, too. He just had a small concussion and...”
Bzzt.
The phone buzzed to life in my hands, scaring me a bit because I now knew the boys’ phones could deliver shocks if they pushed the right button. When it didn’t, I turned the front
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