Addicted ~ Nate Jacobs

Chapter Seventy-One

CONTENT WARNING: SMUT 😈

"So, what do you say?"

"Nate, look."

And Nate's heart sunk. He was expecting the worst.

"Yeah?"

And the corners of Sophie's mouth turned upwards and more tears poured out of her eyes before she could even get a word out.

"Nate, wow, fuck. You've, you've got me there. I can't believe you got the ring fixed." She whimpered as the sobs started coming from her, "Of course I want the same things as you. I do I really fucking do. I'm scared but I think baby steps is the way because, um, because I fucking love you too. And I'm in love with you and I can't deny it. The more I push it down, the harder it comes back up."

She hated that she was admitting this to him, but the second she opened her mouth, she couldn't stop.

"You can't get rid of me and I can't get rid of you."

"I've noticed that. We're like-"

"Magnets."

Sophie nodded, yeah, magnets. She was literally going to say that.

"Can I try it on?"

"Yes." Nate took it out of the box, "Hold out your hand."

She almost put the left hand, but she gave him her right instead, to which he slid the ring onto her fourth finger. It was the perfect fit.

"It fits like a glove. It doesn't slide off or anything."

"I told you I got it sized." Nate kissed her forehead as she started to cry even more and he widened his eyes, "Soph? What's wrong? What's going on?"

"I'm just so happy." She sniffled, "You don't understand how much this means to me. This was, this is my favourite ring."

"I know, Soph." Nate offered her a small smile as he pulled her into his arms, wiping the tears off of her face.

"Thank you." She sobbed into his chest as he ran his fingers up and down her back.

"Anything for you, Soph."

She looked up at him with red, glossy eyes and swollen lips and she proceeded to kiss him quickly before setting her head back on his chest, sniffling every so often. She looked at the ring. It was beautiful. It looked better than ever and the fact that he fixed it for her made her so happy, so happy that she almost forgot about all the bullshit. But when you're hosting a birthday party at your current enemy's house, how could you forget about all the bullshit?

In the morning, she woke up with a smile on her face as she looked over to see Nate, who was on his phone.

"Good morning birthday girl." He kissed her cheek as she smiled wider."

"Good morning." She replied as she fiddled with her ring.

"Anything in particular that you'd like to do today?"

"We have our party, remember?"

"Yeah, I know, but I thought that was this evening."

"I'll likely go over in the afternoon."

"Okay, but we still have all day until then. Do you want to go out for breakfast? Or I can cook you breakfast?"

"Nate, you really don't have to do anything."