Addilyn

“Are you sure you’re ok with this?” I ask Nate for the tenth time.

My mom decided since tomorrow the rest of the family is coming that tonight we need to have a girl’s night. Which means Nate will be stuck alone with my dad, brother, and brother-in-law. I tried every way to get out of it, but it was useless. She arranged for some old friends of mine to meet us and if it weren’t for leaving Nate, I’d be excited.

“Addilyn, I told you it’s fine. Go have fun,” he says, pulling his shirt off. “I’m going to jump in the shower.”

I stare at his muscular body until he closes the bathroom door behind him. Sagging, I fall to the bed. It’s been a few days and each day I feel myself pulling closer to him. It’s not supposed to be like this, but damn it’s hard. The way he touches me. The feel of his strong arms wrapped around me. His sexy clean scent, dark mesmerizing eyes, and holy shit hot body are making it impossible to not feel things. And have I mentioned we’ve been sleeping in the same bed? Oh we have and every night I feel myself moving closer to him. As a matter of fact today I woke up with his arm draped over my stomach. I should have moved, jumped out of bed, but I didn’t. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the thought that he was purposely touching me.

He said he doesn’t touch in private, but he sure as hell does with me. It’s little touches, almost not noticeable. A brush of my shoulder, a hand grazing my ass, tucking my hair behind my ear. I have to think that he’s feeling the same way I am, but I’ve been wrong about this in the past so I’m not about to say a word.

“Addie,” my mom yells, snapping me out of my sexual thoughts.

Walking away from my fantasy of a naked, wet Nate in the shower, I go into the hallway. “What’s up?” I ask.

“Tell Nate that the boys are going to order some food, drink, and watch football,” she says, brushing her wet hair. “And you better start getting ready because we are leaving soon.”

“Can I use your shower, Nate is in mine?”

Turning her back, she starts to walk away. “Your father is in there and you know how long that lasts. I’m sure you can get your guy to hurry, or hell, save water and get in there with him.”

“Mom,” I yell with embarrassment.

“Oh don’t act like I’m some old lady who doesn’t think it happens. When your father and I were younger...”

“No, Mom. Holy shit stop right now,” I yell, rushing back into my room, her laughing following me the entire way.

I stall as long as I can. Picking out what I’m wearing, checking my emails, and staring at the closed bathroom door. Not being able to wait any longer, I knock on it.

“What?” he shouts.

“Are you almost finished?”

“What?” he asks even louder.

“I need to shower,” I yell back.

“What?”

Holy shit. Annoyed, I push open the door at the exact moment he steps out of the shower. “Oh fuck,” I shriek, quickly turning around. “I’m so sorry.”

I feel my cheeks heating with embarrassment as he chuckles behind me. Feeling the heat of his wet body behind me, he moves his lips to my ear. “If you wanted to see me you just had to ask,” he whispers in a deep sexy voice.

My body screams at me to ask, but my head says don’t you dare. “Well maybe if you didn’t take such a long shower I wouldn’t have accidently walked in on you,” I mumble.

“Oh is that what is was, my long shower?” he asks, laughing.

Spinning around, I cross my arms. Bad idea, very bad idea. My fantasy of a naked, wet Nate is standing in front of me. Well, he has a towel around his waist, but the drops of water racing down his solid chest to that towel are a sight I’ll definitely be dreaming about.

“Up here Addilyn,” he says, motioning to his face.

The embarrassment rushes over me again. I can’t seem to keep it together around him lately. “I just need to shower.”

“By all means,” he says, stepping out of my way. “I’m going to get dressed.”

He laughs, walking out the bathroom door and I slam it behind him.

**

After the shower incident of 2017 was over, I get my head on straight and get ready for my now much needed night out. My hair is done, makeup is applied and this strapless black dress is just what I need to feel sexy.

Nate thankfully has been downstairs with my dad, so I grab my purse and head down. I can hear everyone in the kitchen so I head in there.

“Damn, look at you Addie,” Abigail says.

Glancing over at Nate he looks as though his eyes are going to pop out of his head. I smile, but inside I’m high fiving myself.

“You ready?” I ask, looking at my mom and sister.

Nate grabs my hand and gives everyone a smile. “Excuse us, I need just one second with my girl,” he says, pulling me into the foyer.

“Hey, what?” I ask.

He lets go of my hand, allowing his eyes to run all over my body. Reaching back he squeezes his neck as he searches my eyes.

“Nate, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just wanted to tell you to have fun,” he says, clearing his throat.

Lifting a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, I put my hand on my hip. “You pulled me away from everyone to tell me to have fun? Really?”

“Yeah. I’ll see you when you get home,” he says, walking up the stairs.

Just as I’m about to go after him to see what is really going on, Abigail grabs my arm.

“Addie, it’s been so long since we’ve been out together. Let’s go get drunk,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows.

“You’re such a dork,” I say, laughing. “Okay, let’s go.”

We get to the bar and my mom wasn’t kidding. She invited five girls I used to be good friends with. Since I’ve moved away I’ve lost touch with everyone, but the last few hours have made it seem like no time at all has passed. We picked up right where we ended.

“Addie, come on tell everyone about the hottie you’re dating,” Abigail says, nudging my shoulder.

I’ve managed to avoid it all night, but now that I’m pretty drunk it’s going to be impossible to keep my mouth shut. Truth is, I haven’t stopped thinking about him since he walked up the stairs. He’s got some kind of magic weaved around me or something.

“The things I want to do to him, holy crap. He’s got this body that would bring any of you to your knees and while you’re down there you might as well put it to good use. Me, not you. No one else better be fantasizing about Nate’s cock,” I slur out.

They are all laughing and I join in even though just the thought of them near him makes me feel something I haven’t in years. Jealous. I’m jealous of the nonexistent sexual experience that they could potentially have with my fake boyfriend.

“What do you mean all the things you want to do to him. Do it sister,” Erin, one of my friends says.

“Oh I can’t.” I pick up another shot and toss it back.

Everyone’s laughing except for me. I find no humor in the fact that I can’t do all the things I want to him. That I can’t touch him, wrap my mouth around his cock, or feel him inside me. No, those thoughts just make me drink even more.

I stumble my way to the bathroom and pull up Nate’s name on my phone. Hitting call, I wait for him to answer.

“Addilyn?”

Damn, his hot as hell concerned voice makes my nipples hard.

“Nate, hi. I’m out but I can’t stop thinking of you,” I admit, looking at my reflection in the mirror. “You’re definitely not supposed to know that though.”

Hearing him lightly laugh on the other end makes me suppress a moan.  Everything about him, even his laugh is sexy.

“Good thing you aren’t drunk enough to tell me that, right?”

“Tell you what?” I ask, getting confused.

“What’s up Addilyn? Why did you really call me?”

“Just cause... I wanted to hear your voice,” I whine out. “It’s all I get from you.”

He groans lightly, and my pulse drums in my ears. “Oh is that right? What time are you coming back?” he asks, seemingly dismissing my drunken rambling.

Hoping up to sit on the sink, which is probably a bad idea, I sigh. “We’re getting ready to leave now. I had fun.”

“I’m glad you did. We’re here so I’ll see you soon,” he says.

We hang up and I hug my phone to my chest. “Yep, see you soon,” I whisper.