Being in Your Future-(sequel to Being in Your Arms)

Chapter 5: Liv and Nathan

Liv's point of view:

Nathan and I waited at the bookstore for Emily. We had planned to get her girls their birthday presents, and we thought it would be a good idea for Emily to come and see if they would want it or not. But Nathan and I had been waiting for close to twenty minutes and she still hadn't showed up.

"Maybe she forgot? Have you tried to call her?" Nathan asked. I nodded and looked at my phone again.

"Ya I've called her twice already. She isn't answering her phone. Do you think something happened?" I asked. Nathan shrugged and checked his phone again. We were both frantic about where Emily was and whether something happened or not.

"Oh! She's calling me!" Nathan exclaimed and put the phone to his ear. He talked for a few seconds, and a sigh escaped his lips as he said goodbye and hung up the phone.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Evianna has the flu. Emily has to take care of her. She didn't call because everything is frantic at home. She says she is sorry but she can't leave Evianna," he explained. I sighed and looked around the store, thinking about something to do.

"So what? Do we go home?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders again, thinking about what to do next.

"I don't think there's any need to go home. We can get Scarlet and Victoria gifts! Emily said they both liked books. Scarlet likes teen books and Victoria likes poetry," Nathan replied. I suppose it wouldn't be so hard to get a pair of thirteen year olds some books.

"Alright. The teen section is just over there. Let's get that done first. It's probably the easiest to find. What the hell kind of poetry does Victoria even like?" I asked. Nathan and I made our way into the teen section and looked around for what to buy Scarlet.

"I don't know. Let's get her some Robert Frost, I guess. She seems like the type of person who eats that shit up," Nathan said. I nodded and picked up a book. I showed it to him and he nodded, agreeing with the choice. He then suggested we should get them each an individual birthday card with it and some chocolate kisses as well. Just a book seemed like the lamest gift to both of us.

"This romantic poetry, I don't know why people read it so much. It's filling their minds with unrealistic ideas about romance. No one is going to come to your porch in the pouring rain and tell you how much they truly loved you in the long run. It's just depressing," Nathan ranted. Hearing him say things like this almost distressed me. I mean, sure, he's single and thirty-three years old, but so am I and I still believe there is someone out there for me.

"You really believe that? You really think that no one out there would come to you when they lost you and wanted you back. You don't believe in romantic gestures and chivalry?" I asked. He shrugged and shook his head a little. We stood at the line waiting to check out the books. The line was long, but I wanted to know what he had to say about this.

"It isn't that I don't believe in romance. But chivalry and romantic gestures from a woman who truly loves me? I've faced too many crazy ex-girlfriends to trust that's a real thing," Nathan replied.

"So you're done now then? No more girlfriends? You're just going to go out in the world and play a wild bachelor card?" I asked. He shrugged again. I really didn't know why I cared so much. Sure, Nathan was my friend but he could make his own choices, he was a grown man. I guess I just didn't want to see him end up old and alone with no one to continue his legacy. Maybe that was why I cared so much.

"Sounds good to me. I've done the girlfriend and the fiancé thing, now I'm done. No more shit-storms," Nathan replied. I nodded and didn't say anything further. We went to check out and bought our books for the girls. I didn't press on about the whole bachelor thing with Nathan. Maybe I was crazy, but I didn't want him to just give up on love like that. He has his reasons I suppose, he had been cheated on twice, dumped at least four times, and left at the altar at his own wedding. I wouldn't be too keen on continuing with relationships either, but giving up must cross some sort of line, right?