Finding My Second Swan

Chapter 9

CHAPTER NINE

He asked for my address. I refused, but again, with Luca being the clever boy he is, he knows our address. Oh, bloody hell. I thought that teaching your kid to know his address was a good thing. God forbid, but I thought I'd teach him it just in case he'd get lost but now it's like he's using it against me. What the hell am I even doing here? Well, not here in my flat but what the hell am I doing allowing him in here? What is he doing here? Seriously, I've no clue. Is he really only here for the racing; and maybe the Maltesers? He's brought another three big bags with him.
He makes me sick. I mean, just look at him... Yeah, I know you can't see him but trust me, he's buff. I can see he keeps himself in shape. Yet for someone who eats so much chocolate, I'm surprised he's not the size of a house. But still, why is he here?

At the moment, they're both on my sofa watching bikes on my TV. While they're doing that I'm in my kitchen waiting for the pizzas to cook. Yes, pizzas. Obviously, one pizza wouldn't be enough for the three of us, so Nathan bought one.

Anyway, I'm standing here in my kitchen waiting for them to cook while sipping on my glass of wine. And yes, I'd normally wait until Luca's in bed before opening a bottle of wine, but this isn't my normal typical Friday night. This is our first Friday night with a guest, one I didn't want here. Well, I kinda did but I know the consequences of this little visit and it won't end well, especially for my heart. Come tomorrow, I have a feeling I will be completely screwed. Yep, because I've not stopped thinking about him, not since he stormed into V's place.

"Do you need a hand with anything?"
My body instantly shakes when I hear him he's stood there in my kitchen doorway. Oh lord, he's there looking hot as hell in his dark blue ripped jeans and a black T-shirt. It's all stretched out like he's had it for years but he still looks hot. I'm once again staring and I have to shake my head just to clear my wayward thoughts.

"N-no, no, it's okay. I'm fine thanks though."
I attempt to make myself look busy, just to distract myself from his stare. I can feel his eyes on me they're burning a hole in my back. Suddenly, I feel him slink his hands around my waist. He's pulling me against his chest. He's moving his face into my neck and I can't help it but I end up moaning as my whole body shivers.

"Why didn't you tell me the Lucas on your wrist was your son's name?"
Oh God, I'm finding it hard to breathe now. I'm really struggling to breathe.
"Y-you didn't ask you just assumed. And I don't feel like I needed to justify myself to you."

I can feel him push into my backside, and I squeak this time. I'm squeaking like a moron while he's moving his hand down my body.

"No, you don't, but it would've saved me from being mad at you for looking at me with those fuck-me green eyes of yours. Hell, I thought they were contacts at first. I've never in my life seen jade green eyes before. They'd kinda had me hard as soon as I looked into them."

This time I'm panting, and it's coming fast. Only I'm suddenly brought out of my lust-induced coma when the oven's alarm goes off. That's when Luca, makes an appearance. He's running into the kitchen while shouting pizza-pizza. Of course, I instantly pull away from Nathan's embrace. Only, it takes a while to come out of that lust-filled coma. Yet when I finally do I plate up the pizzas. All the while I'm doing so Nathan is still watching me while chatting away with Luca.
After I sat Luca down on the living room floor with his tray of food and lemonade, I finally sit down at my dining table. I don't normally sit here, but I've chosen to because I don't want to sit next to Nathan on the sofa. It's because if I do, I'll probably end up panting again. I can't be doing that, especially not when my baby, is in here. Of course, I watch as Nathan looks at me. He's staring into my soul right now, which makes my stomach go nuts again. He looks at Luca, seeming to check just to make sure he's not taking any notice. Only once he seems satisfied he's not looking that's when my heart pounds again when he stands up.
Oh hell, he's walking towards me. Oh god. Now he's sitting next to me.