Tripping

Chapter 20: Mia's POV

Mia

Moving from a condo to a house is probably the easiest thing ever. I mean sure, yeah, Nate hired movers to get all our stuff over to the new house which was already pretty much filled with furniture. So I really didn't need to do much moving. But now we have a huge house where our stuff barely takes up any space. We have all our furniture in but we don't have the small important things up. Family pictures, bed sheets, other home items that just make the house feel more homey overall.

Nate wasted no time moving. He said we have possession of the house and it's his break so while I was at work he and the movers basically transferred most of our stuff. Why do they make us work between Christmas and New Years? I really don't know. Luckily most of my work was done so I only had to go in for one day. Nate wanted us to settle in the new house so we can host our engagement party by February. He said we can throw a Valentine's Day/Engagement party altogether.

We had to say goodbye to our condo today and despite the small sadness inside me, I know we're going to be happy at our new home. The hardest part was saying goodbye to Joe. But he promised to visit us at our new home.

Today is New Years Eve, and it's our first night in the new house. We didn't really make any plans even though we usually like to dress up and go for dinner. Nate is in an intense NHL game on the PlayStation, with Sully on the other end yelling through the headset. I have my legs spread across his lap trying to read my book. Emphasis on the trying because he keeps jumping and yelling every three seconds into his headset, scaring the shit out of me.

After I finally get into my book since he's decided to calm down I feel him tickle my foot making me gasp and pull it away.

"Time to get ready baby, come on," he tells me as he's powering off his game. "Get ready for what?" I ask him, giving him a suspicious look.

"You didn't think we were going to sit home on New Years Eve did you?" I really did. I just love sitting here soaking up the feeling of being in our own home. Just us. No one on the other side of the walls.

"Well I thought we were just going to watch the ball drop and chill here," I tell him while still reading my book as he rubs my feet for me.

"Oh okay babe sure. I'll just call Sully and Jules. I'm sure they would love to go see the Mamma Mia Broadway show tonight. Don't you think so? We can watch Alex for them," Wait what? This man. I swear. An angel.

"You're lying. We're going to see it?! NATE! Oh my god and you let me sit here reading when I should be getting ready. I hate you. NO. I'm just kidding. I love you. I love you. I love you," I jump on him, making him fall back on the couch and cover his face in kisses. "Nate, you spoiled me too much this year. I literally don't know how to ever come close to the things you do for me," I tell him tearing up because this year has been so emotional. And I'm a baby.

"Nothing, you don't need to do anything other than be here for me when I need you the most. Which is all the time," I snuggle up to him kissing up his neck.

"Don't start something you can't finish baby. And trust me if you want to make it dinner on time you need to go get ready," he says, kissing me on my lips, lifting me off of him.

With a shriek I run up the staircase which I will need to get used to because I never had to worry about stairs before and I'm lazy.

I have the perfect dress for this. Even though it's winter and freezing outside we still don't have much snow. So I can go all out with my shoes and outfit. I pull out this black dress I've been waiting to wear. It has thick straps and a little V at my cleavage. Goes down just a bit past my knees with a slit up the side. I set it aside and pull out the pair of Christian Louboutin heels that Nate bought me for Valentines Day and set them with the dress. I quickly straighten my hair and tie the front pieces behind my ear like giving it a headband look. I quickly apply my makeup with a smokey eye, nothing too crazy since I prefer no makeup at all. I've been doing all this yet Nate still hasn't even started getting ready yet. I hate boys.