Nathaniel's Obsession

Chapter Fifteen

Nathaniel's Obsession

Rosalyn slipped on one of Nathaniel's shirt from his drawer and sat on the bed. She was tired after the long ride and she was also angry. She didn't understand why Rafael was so mean and annoying. She had never done anything to hurt him, but he was so rude to her. Even if Rafael wasn't the one she was interested in, she knew Nathaniel didn't like it that they didn't see eye to eye. She just wanted to go into work so she would have nothing else to think about.

Her thoughts moved to everything Nathaniel told her before lunch. She noticed he was very sad. He didn't do the normal stuff all teenagers did. His only true purpose then was to keep his siblings happy. He had sacrificed a lot for them and they didn't even realize it. They were ungrateful. Rafael especially was a rude, ungrateful and mannerless brat, she thought to herself. Her heart ached and she could feel his pain as he spoke. She knew it wasn't easy to share those things with her and she wondered what else he must have kept in his mind. She didn't want to fight all she wanted to do was hold and kiss him. She wanted him to know she was there and there was no need for him to hold the pain alone any longer.

It was still early like seven in the evening. Nathaniel has not yet returned to the room and she wondered if he left her. She did not want to go outside and search for him. She didn't want to run into Rafael because she had enough off him for a day. Also, she wasn't particularly hungry. She just wanted to go to bed now. She would have to be up early tomorrow.

Rosalyn put on Nathaniel's bathrobe that fit like a big coat for her before she made her way out of his suite-like room. She held her phone and dialed his number, but he wasn't picking up. She stopped when she saw Jeffery and asked him of Nathaniel's whereabouts and he showed her.

Rosalyn stood at the door watching her Nathaniel work. He had left the door open a little and she could see him looking at some papers before he wrote something down, like he was taking notes. Rosalyn pushed the door open and shut it after her. He eyed her from head to toe, his eyes darkening.

"You feel better?" Nathaniel asked her inviting her to come to his side of the table. He dropped his pen down and helped her onto his lap.

Rosalyn only nodded before she asked about him too. He didn't offer a reply, but he spoke.

"Tell me you're wearing something under this," his voice came out more like a groan.

"Just your t-shirt. Are you busy?" Rosalyn asked looking at the papers. She noticed his handwriting was pretty. Not scribbles like hers.

"Not busy for you, why?" He asked her.

"Nothing. I want you to come to bed," Rosalyn said looking into his eyes. His pupils had already dilated and she knew that look anywhere.

"If I come to bed, it's not to sleep," he said calmly.

Rosalyn only reddened before she told him she didn't want to sleep anytime soon too. Nathaniel decided on carrying her over his shoulder to his room. She laughed the entire time and it was even funnier when Rafael saw them. He had his entire mouth open as he stared at them as if in shock. Nathaniel ignored him. He entered his room locking the main door with a key before he opened his bedroom door and threw her on the bed, stealing the breath from her.

Rosalyn watched the show Nathaniel was putting on. He was undressing. When he finished she thought he was going to come into bed with her, but he had a smirk on his face as she walked into the en suite shutting the door.

Rosalyn groaned sitting up. She was ready. She took off the bathrobe and placed it where it belonged before she got into bed and under the covers. It was a bit chilly tonight. She snuggled enjoying the warmth, but she knew it would be a different kind of warmth being in his arms. When he walked out of the en suite, Rosalyn closed her eyes feigning sleep. She loved to see his reaction. When the bed dipped, her heart skipped a beat. He didn't speak, he only shut the light and moved under the covers with her. She noticed he wasn't wearing any clothes and she could feel his hard-on.