A Fractured Lover (Student/Teacher)

Chapter 47

Those shining, deep blue eyes of his that I had fallen in love with time and time again startled everything inside of my body and I was left completely baffled, staring back at him as he approached me.

"Surprised?" Nathan asked with a playful smirk, his stare sparkling into mine with what seemed like genuine happiness.

"Uh, yeah." I managed a small laugh to tumble past my lips as I tried to rein in any and all possibilities of what he was doing here, in this room, looking as gleeful as he did.

Wasn't he done with us?

His handsome head cocked to the side as his smile faltered slightly with it.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concern etched in his voice.

"I..." I stumbled a bit through the thoughts in my mind, trying to decide what the correct response to his question would be.

"What are you doing here?" I inquired slowly, shaking my head lightly in confusion.

Nathan's head reared back a bit, his steps towards me stalled for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," I took in a deep breath, knowing I had to be careful with my next words. "I honestly haven't the faintest idea as to why you're here. I thought... you were done?"

Now it was his turn for his thick eyebrows to string together in question. "Done? Done with what?"

I paused, letting the brief constriction of my heart pass as I steered my gaze to the hotel floor.

"Me."

Movement in front of my vision caught my attention just quick enough for me to look back up before Nathans large hand slipped around my waist gently, bringing my body flush up against his. His other hand found its way to my chin, caressing his thumb over the skin until his entire hand was lost in my hair, enveloping the back of my neck completely in his calloused, warm hold.

My breath hitched in my throat as I felt his breath fan across my face, his lips just centimeters away from my own.

"Now where would you get an idea like that?" His mint breath flooded my senses and his deep, sensual tone seeped into my mind, confusing it and arousing it at the same time.

"You rejected my call," I answered in a pathetic, wisp of a voice, the feeling of Nathans toned body pressing up against mine causing any fluid thought to become lost to me.

The sensation of his fingers running across the small of my back gently came to a stop. My hooded eyes connected fully with his indecipherable ones.

"That's it?" he finally said, almost mockingly, making me suddenly realize how ignorant of a reason that truly was.

"Um...no. You never visited me in the hospital either and then when I called, you denied it so... I just assumed that it was all too much, understandably so." I finished talking in a rush of words, the awkwardness of our situation finally catching up with me as I tried to wriggle myself free of his grasp.

Nathan didn't seem all too pleased with that though as his arm tightened around my waist, pulling my body harder into his, causing a small gasp to push through my lips.

"I don't think so. I haven't seen, talked to, or gotten to hold you in over two weeks and the last time I did see you, you were bleeding and beaten. So if you don't mind, I'm going to hold you and I very well might not let go," he said matter of factually.

His words rendered me silent as well as halted my movements. Nathan's eyes bored into mine with an intensity like I hadn't been witness too before. His expression was steely and resolute and I knew that even if I wanted to argue, which I didn't, it would be a battle I would undoubtedly lose.