Fifty Seven - Because He Got The Girl
“Y-you will?” Even the look in her eyes had Nathaniel almost groaning. She always did a good job of teasing him and he doubted she was aware she did.
“Yes.” He watched on as her face frowned into a thinking one and he did not miss how her hand seemed to join the contemplation. It tried to hover over the part he wanted her hands to be.
Truthfully, he wanted her hands everywhere. Ever since she clutched the side of his face as lovingly as possible , he had always wondered how it would feel to have her warm touch here and there.
“Okay,” came her simple response and Nathaniel suddenly felt bad. It was almost like he was forcing her to do it.
She probably agreed so she wouldn't look bad, he thought. And Nathaniel instantly decided to ignore the want in his system and do things the right way.
The painfully slow but right way.