Almost is Never Enough, A Wanted Fanfic

Chapter 17

ARIANA'S POV

A soft mmmmm escaped from my lips. I tried to roll over on my other side, but I was stuck. My crusty eyes slowly opened. I saw two big arms gripped together around my stomach. I smiled to myself and looked around my room. The flowers. They were so beautiful. It was easily one of the sweetest things anyone has ever done for me. As much as I loved the flowers, I was just happy that Nath was here with me.

I heard him stir. In his tight arms, I spinned to face him, his grip never loosened. Out of his mouth came a soft yawn. I scooted closer to him, our chests pressed together. I gently kissed the crook of his neck. "Morning, Nathan," I whispered and snuggled into him.

"I love you Ariana," he whispered back. I peeked up at his face, his eyes were slowly opening. His eyes locked on to me. "Did you sleep well, love?"

"Yeah," I wrote my name on his chest, with my finger.

"Good," he kissed the top of my head and released his grip. We both fell on our backs.

"Hungry?" I asked.

"I'm always hungry."

I rolled my eyes and stood up, "Well c'mon on chunky. Let's go eat."

"Did you just call me chunky?" I heard him land on the ground with a thud. I bit my lip to keep from laughing and walked to my kitchen. A moment later I heard him come out. "Ariana. I am not chunky."

He said it in such a little kid voice, it was hard to keep a straight face. "I know baby come here." I held my arms out. He ran to me and hugged me. I said, "It's just baby fat, that's all." He pulled away from me in shock. I did my best to keep my lips from smiling, but it was hard.

"Oh Nath," I let my hands trace his whole torso. "You're not chunky. You're perfect." I put my hands on his shoulder and pressed down, bringing him down to my level. I captured his lips in mine.

He grabbed the back of my thighs, signaling me to jump up. I did and wrapped my legs around his back, kissing him the whole time. He pulled away from my face and started to kiss down my neck, turning around and setting my on the counter. After his assault on my neck he cupped my face in his hands and gave me a soft kiss, "Can we have pancakes?"

My eyes still closed, I said, "Of course."

NATHAN'S POV

I was sat on a high stool, at the bar/counter in Ari's kitchen. I rested my chin on my fist as I watched her scurry about the kitchen.  She had mixed up the batter and was pouring it on the skillet. "Are you sure, you don't need my help."

"Positive baby. Do you want something to drink." Before I had the chance to answer she said, "that was a stupid question. You want tea don't you?"

I nodded my head excitedly. "Well the kettle is in that cupboard," she gestured with the spatula.

I stood up and walked over to the designated cupboard, opening it up I saw a pink poka-dot kettle. I pulled it out and said, "Hey you have the same one as me."

She expertly flipped a pancake and turned around and saw me with the pink kettle in hand. She laughed, "I could see you with that."

"What is that suppose to mean?" I questioned her, taking a step towards her.

"It means you're gay."

What did she just say? "Excuse me Miss Grande. What was that you just said?"

"I think you know."

"Well I didn't seem to gay, a few minutes ago." I raised my eyebrows at her. She flipped another pancake and turned around once again.