Page 250 of His Sunshine Baby

“Daniel, shut up.”

“Hungry and starving…”

I decide to ignore him, but his smirk is not subtle. I hate how right he is sometimes! I need to focus hard on something else to elude both Daniel’s eyes and Nathaniel’s direction. I eat a bit more and try to participate in Nora and Damian’s debate over the baby’s name, which, surprisingly, they haven’t agreed on yet.

An hour later, Daniel needs to get back to work, and James and Nora need their nap. I guess it’s time for us to go back too. Thank Moon Goddess Estelle shape-shifted back, and we carefully explained to her why she should learn to control herself from now on. Though Silver City’s humans are used to werewolves, we can’t have people, especially young ones,running around and shape-shifting in front of their noses all day.

Nate drives us back to his apartment, and Estelle is sleeping soundly in his arms when we get to the elevator. I take note that playing with her cousin managed to make her that tired. I just hope she won’t be sleeping too long and be hard to put to sleep tonight.

When Nathaniel closes her bedroom door, I let out a long sigh.

“What a morning, huh?” he says.

I nod, landing my ass on the living room couch. Nate comes to sit opposite me with a faint smile.

“What are you smiling for?” I ask.

“I think I’m a bit crazy. I know we’re about to face a never-seen-before war, yet all I can think about is how happy I am that you and Estelle are living here.”

“You idiot,” I say, pushing him with my foot.

He grabs my ankle and, without warning, starts to caress my ankle. The feeling of his fingers on my skin makes me blush like crazy… I try to get away, but the sofa isn’t that big. He pulls my legs onto his knee, and I don’t have the strength to refuse him. Gosh…

I don’t want to give in to him so easily, but when he keeps caressing my skin, I don’t say anything. Why did I wear something so short? I mean, it’s summer, but still. Nathaniel keeps going, silently moving to my leg, his electric blue eyes still on me. So annoying… I’m blushing.

“You’re not too tired? You should take your meds.”

I shake my head. I hate taking medicine, it makes me drowsy. I would rather stay here and snooze on the couch with him. Nathaniel doesn’t add anything either, but he won’t take his eyes off me. This is such a strange situation… A few days ago, wecouldn’t have been further apart. It took a witch’s attack to bring us back together. So, what now?

“How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine. I may be a slow healer, but I can still heal. It doesn’t hurt more than a sprain now.”

To prove my words, I take off the useless sling that was holding my arm, and pull down my shirt to show the pink scar on my shoulder. I was wondering if he might feel disgusted by it, but he just nods with a satisfied look.

“Can you move?”

“Yeah. It just aches a bit if I use my muscles too much.”

Wait, he’s not thinking of doing anything too… straining, right? I frown a bit, recalling Danny’s earlier words. I don’t know how much I can trust my own self control right now. I’ve been sex-deprived for a few years, after all… I wonder if that’s the case for him too.

“Nate.”

“Hm?”

“Did you sleep with anyone else after I left?”

He doesn’t answer, but goes as white as a sheet, which pretty much gives away his answer. Fuck. I had hoped for something different. I click my tongue, a bit annoyed. I guess I was the only one living like a nun.

“Nothing serious,” he says. “It was only a few one-night stands.”

“Fuck you, Nate.”

“I swear, I never saw them twice.”

“Fuck you and shut up.”

He looks down, and from his expression, I can tell he is swearing internally, probably pissed at himself. Serves him right. I’m not in a forgiving mood anyway, so I’d rather not talk about this again. At least he’s not giving me the alpha male excuse.

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