The Wrong One

Chapter 12

He was lying on top of me but I didn't mind if he was a bit heavy. His tounge made its way to my mouth and explored the insides of it. My hands flew up at the back of Nate's hair. While his hands touched every inch of me.

I feel like burning. I responded to his kisses as hungrily as he was. His mouth left mine only to softly bite and trail hot kisses down my neck.

"Nate.."

I honestly don't know what to do right now. My mind keeps telling me to make him stop. But my body just wont agree. Our bodies were pressed closely it felt like even air can't pass through.

My hands were busy feeling every muscle of his back. I didn't even noticed that the first buttons of my blouse were already open. He stopped kissing my collar bone and looked straight into my eyes.

"God, I dont know what to do with you."

He said. I can still see the desire burning up his eyes, mirroring mine.

I didnt answer. First, because I felt like talking would ruin the moment. Second, because my mind cant find the right words to say.

Nate kissed my lips. Gently and tenderly this time. Like I was the most fragile thing on earth. He rolled to his side bringing me along with him.

His hands were securely placed on my waist. He pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head.

After a while he spoke, "I almost lost sanity back there. You just dont know how much self control it took me to bring myself to stop. God, Katherine what have you done to me?"

I hugged him back and looked up to him. I kissed his lips lightly and looked straight into his eyes.

"Thank you."

I pressed my cheek to his chest as he let out a heavy sigh. I closed my eyes and let the warmth of our bodies lull me to sleep.

We slept comfortably that night. Or atleast I did.

"Babe, wake up."

A lazy, sexy voice whispered in my ear.

I groaned and burried my face to my pillow. I need some more sleep.

"Come on. Don't make me drag you away from that bed."

I heard his voice fading away and I figured he was going to take a shower as I heard the bathroom doors open.

The moment I was already drifting to sleep someone pulled the covers.

"Kate! Come on! We're gonna be late."

"For what now?"

"You'll see. Get up."

"Ugh. What time is it?"

"It's almost four in the morning."

"Okay. Can you just-- FOUR IN THE MORNING?! Shoot, Nate. Where in the planet do you want to go at this time of the day? Jesus, it's still night!"

"Okay first, I won't tell you where. You'll have to find out. Second, you do realize you've said a complicated argument. You said at this time of the day, and then at the last part you said it's still night."

"Fine! I'm up."

I sat on the bed with my eyes still closed. I don't care if my hair is all messy and stuff. I opened an eye and saw Nate wearing his clothes from last night.

"Where are my clothes?"

"They're over there." He pointed at a chair on the corner of the room and added, "neatly folded by Esme. But she also handed me a dress. I think it fits you. She said she found it somewhere."