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It doesn’t take too much longer for Nellie to fall asleep. She looks totally at peace, which I hope is how the way she’s felt since moving in with me. If not, I haven’t been doing my job right.
I’m a little bit tired myself, but not enough to fall asleep. I look at the beautiful girl resting beside me. We haven’t even come to the halfway mark of our three month arrangement, and yet I’m already questioning everything.
But it’s to be expected because I knew Nellie was different the first night we got together. I’m usually a very guarded person, but I was strangely open with her. It probably wasn’t as obvious because she didn’t know me at the time, but I was definitely acting differently with her. And these past couple weeks have just made me want to spend evenmoretime with her.
It’s just so god damn confusing.
I’ve never been one for feelings, not like these anyway. I’ve never been one to get caught up in a woman. But I guess things change.
At least we have a little time left together. I don’t need to figure this all out tonight, although I can’t avoid it forever. I want to get all these thoughts in my brain sorted. I hate this feeling of having my mind all muddled with emotions.
I’m about to close my eyes when my phone beeps. I pick it up and see I just got a text from Colt. Unlocking my phone, I read his message.
“Hey, dude. Sorry if Amy and I got a little too frisky for Nellie. We just headed out and are on our way home. See you at Jaybird tomorrow.”
I know Nellie was a little surprised. I mean, I could see it in her wide eyes, but I don’t think she was offended. I text Colt back, telling him not to worry.
I also add a bit of a snarky comment. Colt is usually the one who always making a snide comment, but, every once in a while, I can throw it back.
When I’m done with texting, I put my phone down on the bedside table and rest my head on my pillow.
I look down at Nellie. She’s fast asleep by now, her breathing even and relaxed. This moment is so calm that I don’t want to mar it with my frenzied thoughts. I’m just going to go to sleep, and I’ll think about everything I need to think about tomorrow.
16
Nellie
About a month later.
I wake up and Nash isn’t in bed. I sit up to see him getting dressed, pulling on a gray t-shirt that clings to his sculpted abs.
The covers are still draped over my legs, my chest exposed. Yawning, I stretch out my arms, and the noise I make causes Nash to turn around and look at me.
“Good morning, sleepy head,” he growls.
I rub my eyes, the early morning sleepiness hard to fully break away from.
“Good morning,” I murmur.
“Did you sleep well?” Nash walks over to me and places a quick kiss on my forehead.
“Yeah, I’m a little sore, but nothing too bad.”
Concern crosses his expression.
“Do you want to cancel your outing with Amy? I’m sure she’ll understand.” I start shaking my head.
“No, no. I can still walk. Your huge shaft didn’t turn me into an invalid, don’t worry.”
“Oof, she’s got bite,” Nash holds his heart, feigning hurt.
“Yes, I do,” I respond cheekily, getting out of bed. I don’t have anything on because my lingerie is lying on the floor, and Nash’s eyes widen as I approach.
I place a hand on his shoulder and get up on my tiptoes so I can softly bite at his earlobe.
“I have to get to work, Nellie,” he warns even as his body goes hard.
“Are you sure we don’t have any time?” I ask seductively. Nash gives me a look that lets me know he’s in on this game I’m playing with him. I’m worried he won’t succumb to my womanly charms, but then he picks me up and throws me on the bed.
