I Knew You Once

Chapter 17

I open my eyes and look to my right. I quickly sit up. Where did Nathan go? Probably bathroom. I get off the bed and go to the bathroom. Nope. I smell something. Something good. Oh my gosh. Food. I walk out of the room and into the kitchen. I bite my lip as I look at Nathan. He's cooking breakfast! He is shirtless and wearing basketball shorts. I watch his arms flex as he flips the pancakes.

I walk up to Nathan. "I didn't know you can cook." I wrap my arms around his body.

He gives a smile. "Good morning."

I take a seat at the table. Nathan places a plate in front of me. There were pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast,and a pile of whipped cream.

"I remember how you like to eat whipped cream by itself." Nathan says.

I stuffed my face and nodded. The pancakes were so good!

Nathan laughs at my pig like actions. "Orange juice?"

I nod my head yes and grab the glass from his hand. "Thank you."

He sits down in front of me and eats his food. "Ready for your first day?"

"Yupp." I say as I take a bite of the bacon.

Nathan laughs.

"What?"

"How are you not blowing up right now?"

I roll my eyes. "There is a thing called high metabolism."

He laughs again. "So, girlfriend."

I fluttered as he said that.

"Are you done?" He continues.

"Why, yes, boyfriend."

Nathan smiles and gathers our plates.

"Here, I got it. You cooked, so I'll clean." I peck his cheek.

"No. You go get ready and I'll do the cleaning."

I roll my eyes. "Okay." I kiss his lips.

I go into the bathoom and take off my shirt. And being stupid me... I didn't lock the door.

"Juli-." Nathan pushes the door open. "Woahhh."

"Nathan!" I turn around.

"Sorry...I...I thought."

"You thought what?"

"I thought you were brushing your teeth."

"Still! Ever heard of knocking?"

Nathan lets out a laugh.

"That's not funny Nathan!"

"Oh come on. Aren't I your boyfriend?"

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't mean you can automatically see me naked."

"Um...you're not naked though. You're wearing a bra and shorts."

"Nathan... I'm serious. I don't want you to see me in just my bra and shorts."

"Why not?"

I glare at Nathan.

"Are yot a... a vir-"

"Yes, Nathan! I don't want you to see me like this."

"Well we're not gonna do anything by looking at each other. Come on. It's okay. I have control."

"Oh yeah?" I turn to face Nathan letting him see me.

He gulps. "Maybe not." He jokes around.

"Ugh!" I grab my shirt.