Nate pulls out, collapsing next to me breathing as hard as I am. My chest heaves. I feel like I can’t breathe...what did I just do?
I run to the bathroom quickly with his semen running down my leg, and I pray that he doesn’t have Olympic swimmers.
I feel like a dirty whore.
Chapter 17
Natalie
The past week has been amazing. I admit I was still skeptical of Trey the morning after he showed up barring his secrets. He had been gone for a good two years and I was so caught up in the heat of the moment when he was looking at me all sweet and sexy. I have to admit I wasn’t expecting him to show up on my cruise and try to convince me he’s here to stay. The mechanic shop he works at is the next town over, but the commute wouldn’t be hard if I decide to take him up on his offer. He has a house there, and says he wants me to move in with him, so he can prove to me that we’d be the perfect fit. I don’t know if I want to move in with him. I don’t even know who he is anymore. He’s a dad. What if his kids hates me or what if his ex-wife decides she wants him back?
I know he’s being sincere, but to move in with him and play pretend, that’s a bit farfetched. I can’t stop myself from daydreaming about a life with him though. His place is bigger, and it would be ideal if we want to start a family of our own, eventually. We have time to decide though. We’re taking our time, and not getting in a hurry to make any huge decisions. I told Trey the more he pressures me the more he will push me away.
Right now I can’t decide if I want to kiss him or punch him. He keeps trying to cop a
feel of my boob in the backseat of Ma’s Escalade.
I keep shoving his hand away. My mind isn’t on us now that we are stateside.
I worry too much about Nate and Audrey. Could they run the bar together as a team if I were to move in with Trey?
I would make the commute at first, but if Trey and me ever got serious, and one day had kids…changes would need to be made.
Trey grabs my nipple and pinches it hard and I scowl. He smiles, and I smile back, when I should pinch him back.
My trip to the Bahamas was better than I could’ve ever dreamed.
I spent every waking moment for the first three days naked, while either under or on top of Trey.
The beach was gorgeous, but I could’ve been anywhere with him and been happy, until he pissed me off with his marriage talk.
I’m nervous to meet his son. Sure, the kid is hardly two, but I don’t want to make a bad impression on him. Kids make me nervous.
Ma just picked us up from the airport. I’m exhausted, hungry, and concerned by Ma’s lack of talking. She’s being oddly quiet. She isn’t a quiet woman.
I lay my head on Trey’s shoulder in the backseat and doze off for the rest of the three-hour ride.
When I awaken, we are pulling into the driveway at my parent’s house.
Trey nudges me gently. “Wake up, we’re home.”
Ma finally breaks her silence. “I cooked. Nate is coming over. We all need to talk about some things.” She gets out of the car before I can ask what in the hell is going on.
I haven’t told her about possibly moving in with Trey I know how she was about Joe JR and Audrey living together. What if he leaves toothpaste all in the sink at night? Or leaves his dirty dishes laying around and dirty underwear. What if he decides he doesn’t want to be with me? I’m no longer that timid girl who used to follow him around. I’ve changed. We both have.
I look at my man, but he shrugs as clueless as I am. “Did she not talk the whole drive here?”
“Nope, not a peep. Come on, I’m famished. I’ll grab our bags after we eat.” He smiles at me, his cheeks sun kissed from our trip. He’s finally starting to tan. He got burnt the first day on the beach with his fair hair and pale skin. A few freckles are sprinkled across the bridge of his nose, reminding me of when we were kids, and he’d ride his bicycle over to play with the boys.
Inside, my father is in the recliner reading some finance book. Not a good sign. He never reads. I mentally prepare myself for Ma to yell at me for wanting to move in with Trey. Like she somehow knows already and is already settled on telling me all the reasons we need to wait.
I want to be with Trey. I do.
It isn’t a question of not loving him, I’m scared he will hurt me again.
My brother is camped out on the loveseat drinking a beer. I guess Lewis and Audrey are running the bar. I can’t wait to tell Audrey about our trip and give her the gifts I bought her. They aren’t much, a few shot glasses and some t-shirts. I know she’ll love them though.
Dad and Nate say brief hellos. I shuffle towards the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen, with Trey in tow.