Temporary Marriage (Complete MATCHMAKER BOOK 3)

Chapter 13

“ GARRETT POV ”

On our first date, Nathalie had confided that it bothered her that I knew so much about her and she knew almost nothing about me.

“What do you want to know?”

I asked her, holding my arms out to the side.

“I’m an open book.”

Nathalie scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“You’re a freaking vault, Garrett. Secrets are your life.”

I reached across the table and took her hand, giving it a small squeeze.

I waited until her dark eyes met mine, then smiled.

“I’ll answer every question you ask me with compete honesty. Unless it’s classified.”

She perked up but eyed me skeptically.

“Seriously?”

I winked at her and cocked my head to the side.

“Seriously.”

Her face scrunched adorably for a moment as she contemplated something. Then she grinned.

“When was your first kiss?”

I shook my head.

“I don’t remember anyone before you.”

Her eyes narrowed and her lips tipped down.

“I thought you were going to be one hundred percent honest.”

I sighed and gave her a crooked smile.

“That’s what I get for trying to be romantic.”

She giggled and looked at me expectantly.

“Savanah Foster. Second grade. Her brother punched me about two seconds later.”

Nathalie threw her head back and peals of laughter burst from her lips.

Damn, I would never tire of hearing the beautiful sound of her joy.

Sometimes I’d ask her to answer her own questions as well, if it was something I didn’t already know about her.

“What about you?”

She thought for a moment, her free hand tapping on the table.

“Danny Connor. Fifth grade. He backed up so fast he fell on his butt. My ego took a serious hit. Then he proceeded to rat me out to the teacher, who told my dad”

—she shook her head, her eyes brimming with indignation—

“the little punk.”

“Need me to track him down and kick his ass?”

I asked, only half joking.

Nathalie laughed, then launched into another barrage of questions.

With every date, we grew closer and she became more openly affectionate.

I loved the way she was constantly touching me and melted when she was in my arms.

When we weren’t ripping each other’s clothes off and sating our rampant lust, things between us became easy and comfortable.

Like this moment, as we lounged on the lawn and simply enjoyed each other’s company.

The opening credits started, and Nathalie fell quiet.

I set her feet on the blanket and helped her sit up before maneuvering her to where she was sitting between my legs, her back resting against my chest.