Jordan's POV
My eyes fluttered open and I felt Nate's arms snaked arm my waist. And I smiled as I remembered everything from the night before. Clutching his hand with mine, I gently lie kisses upon it. I had been aching for his touch.
"Good morning Princess". Nate's deep, raspy morning voice echoed through my ears immidatly making my cheeks flush pink. Turing to face him, he pulled me in closer, smiling like crazy.
"Mornin'". I pecked his lips then ran my fingers through his beard. We lie there just staring at each other for minutes until he finally spoke up.
"Jordyn".
"Yes, Nate". He brushed my hair back from my face with the tips of his fingers; I closed my eyes, now remembering how good it feels to be loved.
"Do you know what the best thing about being with you is?" I shook my head playfully as a child would as he smirked down at me. "I don't have to be drunk to have fun with you. I don't have to be high to enjoy your company. I can be real can u a down add chick". I laughed and so did he. I've never seen him be so serious and I don't think he has either.
"Okay. But I'm serious. I've never felt any type of way bout any girl the way I feel bout you. I know it sounds all sappy n shit but-"
"Nate". I shushed him as he rambled on. "I love you, Nathan Maloley. High or drunk, ain't nothing gonna ever change that". He smiled even harder kissing my lips until they were swollen and I pushed him away. And we continued to stare at each other.
"Be my girl", Nate said in a whisper. His voice only loud enough for me to hear.
"Are you serious, Nate". I know about Nate's past. I know how many girls he would fuck a night and what he was all about. "Like, just me and you? For real?" He nodded, our bodies as close as they could get to eachother.
"Id love to".
Hours later, me, Nate and Isabelle were all sitting on the couch watching Step Brothers together. It was my favorite move and Izzy' s too. I felt Nate's arm nudge me.
"Can we tell her". Be smirked motion towards Izzy. "About us I mean". Nate's been super cuddly all day, you know, that's always how it is the first few weeks of a relationship.
"Sure". He gave me a look of excitement and paused the movie.
"Hey what did you do that for?" Isabelle jump up and looked at Nate like he just took her food.
"Me and Jordyn want to tell you something". I laughed as she began to look worried.
"Don't worry, it's nothing bad". She relaxed a little as I said that.
"So, uh. Me and Jordyn wanted to tell you, we are officially boyfriend and girlfriend". He smiled proudly and kissed my foregead.
"Well finally, like what the fuck was taking long?" My mouth dropped open in surprise as she hopped up and head towards the fridge. "Oh, an next time you guys wanna fuck, just tell me so I can put my headphones in. I mean, I appreciate the whole new wardrobe, but it was not that deep".
"Ugh". Nate looked at me not knowing what to say.
"I'm gonna, go pick up something for dinner". They nodded as I got up and headed towards the door. Slipping on my converse, I quickly ran out of the door to escape that conversation. Grabbing my keys out if my purse, I looked around to make sure Shawn wasn't around. Good thing he was no where to be seen.
I could sense the think air between Nate and him when they talked, but Shawn is just out neighbor. Yes, Shawn is very attractive and nice and muscular, and sweet, sensitive and bold at the same time, really all a girl can ask for-
But that isn't the point. I'm with Nate now and I love him. I wouldn't want to do anything to jeopardize our relationship so if that means avoiding the next door neighbor, oh well.
Stepping on the gas pedal of my jeep, I rode around town, looking for nearby restaurants. Not more than a few minutes later, I pulled into the China House parking lot.
After I ordered for the 3 if us, I took a sear as I waited for them to cook our food. I scrolled through Instagram and I noticed Cameron had a new girl. I was happy for him. He deserves someone that makes him happy.
The bell on the door rung signaling someone had come in but I ignore it as I came upon a picture of Gilinsky and he new girlfriend, Madison.
My stomach churned remembering what had happened between us. You could tell he was slightly drunk but just the thought sickened me. I hope he's happy. I wonder if he even remembers what happened, we haven't even talked since.
"Hey". I quickly turned off my phone and was pulled out if my thoughts as I heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, Shawn". He took a sear across from me and looked at his ticket, fumbling with it in his hands.
"So what are you doing here". His familiar smile shone across his face and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Uh, nothing. Just picking up dinner".
"Oh, for you and your sister".
"And Nate". Shawn' s expression softened at the sound of Nate's name coming out of my mouth.
"Oh. So, are you guys like, together?" He gave me a confused and unhopeful look as I tried to avoid making eye contact.
"Yes. We are actually". He smile faded and I could sent a hint of jealously. But I only met him a couple days ago.
"Oh. That's great".
"Yea". Heavy awkwardness fell upon our conversation but I could still feel his eyes on me.
"So have you guys Fucked yet?" I gasped as those words left Shawn's lips. Part of me was surprised, the other part of me wanted to burst into laughter.
"Um. That's kinda-"
"Personal. Yea. I know. I was just wondering. I also wanted you to know that I could fuck you better. My hands on your body would be magical and I would get you so weak in the knees. If I ever got the chance, I would fuck the shit out of you and eat your pussy all night". His voice was in a whisper but I still remained speechless. So I just stared at him, my mouth hanging open as he smirked.
"Order for Shawn".
"That's my cue baby girl. But we could do this anytime, just come next door. I will play with your titties and make you cum so hard and so fast you won't even remember his name". Shawn stood up and went to get his food before walking out. As soon as the door shut, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as Nate came to mind.
Oh shit. I stood up and ran to the trash can, throwing up. Shawn makes me sick to my stomach. But as much as I wanted to, I couldn't shake him from my thoughts.
