Dysphoria

Chapter Fifty Four

I woke up in Nate's arms on Saturday morning. We had both slept in longer than usual, past breakfast and in to lunch time which I wasn't surprised by after the football game and sex. The boy was not perfect in a lot of ways but he's got buckets of stamina, I'll give him that much.

We were so close I could see the faint blonde hairs along his jaw...the slight cleft in his chin, the shape of his ear lobe that looked just like mine. He looked so peaceful like this, with none of the brooding authority or calculating thoughts racing through his mind.

It's easy to take for granted but quiet moments like this made me really appreciate how strikingly handsome Nate is. Classically beautiful, like a Greek sculpture.

But almost like he felt me observing him he muttered, "G'morning."

Nate yawned and stretched over to kiss a bare patch of skin above my collarbone. I wrapped my arm around his neck, pressing my body against his as he pulled me on top of him. I realized, I hadn't felt this level of contentment in a long time.

"What are you thinking about?" His voice was gruff from sleep watching me through drowsy eyes.

"I was just thinking...it's hard to believe how much has changed in just a few months." I said quietly, pushing his hair back off his forehead.

"Yeah," he released a big relaxed sigh making his chest rise and fall beneath me, "it wasn't all good change...but I'm glad it got us where we are."

"Me too. You couldn't have told me that any of this would be apart of my plans because I never imagined such a thing between us." I smile down at him fondly. "I never would have guessed when I first met her how your Mom how she would have shown up for me. But now I'm getting it, it was all in the timing." I glanced at him, my heart and stomach were churning with nerves, mesmerized by the way the crack of sunlight made his eyes glow up at me. I was over come with the urge to tell him what I should have told him weeks ago...how I felt in my heart for him-

"And speaking of timing, get dressed. I'm taking you out. We should go get something to eat." He grinned, our tender moment was quickly interrupted by Nate's grumbling stomach. I looked away, smiling half in relief half in regret that I hadn't just seized the moment. But it's fine I told myself, I'll find a better opportunity later, I wanted today to be perfect.

"I agree. Brunch sounds amazing right now." I said relaxing again, and dashing to a pile of clean laundry to see if I had left over something to wear.

Nate was in the shower so I connected my phone to the Bluetooth speaker on his desk to play some music while I got ready. Thankfully I had a clean summer dress to pull on with my tennis shoes from last night. I didn't have a lot of makeup in my bag but I didn't want to go back to my place to do more I just did the essentials.

"Sean Paul? Really?" Nate grimaced coming back into the room rubbing his wet head into the towel in his hand.

I grinned at him knowing he was judging my playlist, "Give it Up To Me" was currently playing loudly in his room.

"Oh shut up, you can't listen to Sean Paul and not get into a good mood." I said doing a final swipe of mascara through my lashes. "And it's probably gonna be Usher or Destiny's Child right afterwards so stop your whining I don't wanna hear it."

Nate scoffed pulling on his boxers, "Haven't heard this since I was in like, Middle School."

I started moving my hips along to the music grinning at him like a menace, "Aw I can just picture it now, little Nate," I spin around in a slow circle,"throwing some ass at a Middle School Dance, living your best Rihanna Rude Boy life."