Nate & Mady, The Beginning (COMPLETED)

Chapter 8 Mady

I couldn't believe I just told this man everything. The dinner and conversation was wonderful. I felt more comfortable with him than I have with anyone in years. It felt unnatural and natural at the same time. I could tell he was mad after I told him but I knew it was not towards me. Just like it didn't scare me. Oh it probably should have. The only thing that made me a bit nervous was his eyes. Not the hate I seen but the way his eyes grew darker but than again that could have been the way the lighting was here.

What helped my confidence to confide in this man was his touch. As soon as his hand landed on mine I could breathe easier. That innocent touch made me want...no need more. I knew I didn't want this night to end no matter that I did not get that stupid contract signed and that my job, my career was over.

"Would you like me to take you back to your car now?" He broke my inner thoughts when he spoke. I didn't want to leave him. Not now but what if he didn't want to spend time with me now either? What if by spilling my guts he thought I was weak and pathetic. I must have hesitated to long because he added, "Or we can go for a drink or maybe a walk, or both?" He seemed nervous now. It was cute how shy he seemed all of a sudden.

I smiled at him, how could I not. "That sounds great. I mean a drink than a walk if you feel up to it."

The smile on his face right than changed my mind of any negative feelings he may have had towards me. It was just my mind running wild. We left and walked a block down the street to a small little pub. One drink turned into a few drinks. A few too many drinks. For me anyways.

We left the bar and my legs were a little wobbly. I should not have had that last drink. Well last two drinks. I rarely ever had more than a couple of beers or a couple glasses of wine in a night. I was a lightweight. I stumbled and banged into Nate. "Sorry," I giggled. I was kind of. I loved how he made me feel. Loved the way my body relaxed and got excited from his touch.

"Up you go," he said a moment before picking me up in his arms and I let out an embarrassing squeal of shock. Of course I than giggled again. No more drinking for me. He stared down at me with a small smile on his face. "Well you will not be driving today so what is your address so I can take you home?"

Caught in his eyes I couldn't take my eyes off him. I couldn't stop myself from not touching him. I didn't want to stop myself so I didn't. Reaching up I placed my hand softly against the side of his face. "You are beautiful. Do you know that?" That was when reality kicked in. I just told a man he was beautiful! Could I even embarrass myself even more.

His smile was so warm and inviting but I think he was also amused at my statement. Clearing my throat I said, "I...ah...don't drive. Well I drive but I don't own a car. There wasn't a point since you can get almost anywhere on the subway or bus. Plus the parking costs a fortune." Now I was babbling. Great! "You can just take to a subway station and I can get home from there."

"Absolutely not! No ma...no I will drive you home. That way I know you got there safe." He was shocked that I even suggested it.

In the car I gave him my address and we held hands the entire way. As long as I touched him I felt like I could take on the world. The trip home was too quick. In front of my building I twisted my body to say thank you but he was already out of the car and at my side of the car. I must have been even more drunk than I thought because I seemed to lose a couple of minutes of time.

Opening my door he offered his hand which I gratefully accepted for two reasons. I felt like a drowning person and his touch was the only thing that could save me and I was still having a little issue walking straight. After a couple steps he picked me up again. I could have walked just fine but I was not going to deny myself the pleasure of feeling his body touching mine.

After a couple failed attempts trying to open the main door we finally made it up to my apartment where he finally placed me down on two feet. I immediately missed him even though he was less than a foot away. Unlocking the door I turned to look up into those beautiful brown eyes that still pulled me in.

Realization hit that I would probably never see this man again. He was only here on a business trip and since that was over he was going to head back home. That thought hurt. Feeling anxious and sorrow of the loss of a man I barely knew had my head bent down looking at our shoes. "Thank you, Nate. I had a wonderful time."

"Spend the day with me tomorrow. Have breakfast with me," he blurted out.

My head snapped up and I wanted so badly to say yes but why should I prolong the inevitable. I think he knew I was thinking of saying no since he smiled slipped. Before I could actually say the word I didn't want to say his lips were on mine, his arms snaked around my waist and pulled me tight against his body.

I will admit it took me a second or two to digest what was happening and during that short time he started to pull away. That I could not allow. Reaching up I put my arms around his neck to bring his lips closer to mine. I stood on my toes to close even more of the distance between our bodies.

Our lips melded together in perfect harmony. I opened my mouth slightly needing more of him and he took the invitation. When his tongue brushed mine a moan escaped my throat. He growled and picked me up off the ground with his arms under my butt. Walking us into my apartment I vaguely heard the click of my door shut.

My hands were in his hair and he squeezed me tighter as our kiss grew with more passion and demand. I wanted more of him. I have never wanted a man so badly in my life. Nate was the first one to pull back. We were breathing heavy and he rested his forehead against mine with a satisfied smile on his face.

"We have to stop now," he chuckled and I was confused and a little hurt. I did not want to stop. "Mady, it is not because I want too. Trust me I don't. You had a few drinks tonight and when I take you to bed you will be sober with no possibilities of any regrets later," he explained as he slowly slid me back on to my wobbly legs. This time I knew it wasn't from the alcohol but his kiss.

"I will pick you up at 9 tomorrow morning. We will have breakfast. Play tourist than if you still want to spend more time with me we will go out tomorrow night, alcohol free than I will ravish your body with my hands and lips." I was panting by the time he was done talking. His hands that never left my waist seem to burn through my clothes.

I wanted this man right now and I wasn't sure if I could wait till tomorrow. Once again before I could say anything he laid the softest kiss on my lips than turned and walked out. Leaving me in need of his touch and ready for his body.

That night I dreamt about being happy, Nate, and wolves.