He's Back...

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Still holding my breath I looked at Nate's face which was completely at ease for our current predicament. Here I am braced against the wall with my skirt around my waist and Nate half-dressed. Nate maintained full eye contact with me, the heat and lust still very evident; it's completely crazy my mother is just on the other side of that door and all I can think about is picking up where we left off. The door opened slightly and reluctantly I pulled my gaze from Nate's and back to the door.

"Mother!" Cole's voice rang through the foyer.

"Ugh, soon my Dad is going to join them, could this be anymore embarrassing?" I moaned in Nates's neck.

"Wait." Nate replied.

"Well Cole, don't just stand there, speak." My mother sounded quite annoyed although that was a regular occurrence.

"Ahh...I wanted to talk to you about,"

"About?"

"Victoria. I think you're maybe right I should at least give her a chance."

"Really! Oh honey I'm so happy."

"Slow down Mother, its just going to be dinner I'm not purposing."

"Yes, yes of course. I will call her mother in the morning with the good news." I could tell that she was no longer by the door but it was still slightly open. "Oh, in all the excitement I forgot to get that coat I mentioned earlier out, I need it steamed for tomorrow's luncheon."

" No! Let me, I'll bring it down for you. Besides I'm sure you're dying to tell dad the good news."

"Very well, good night sweetheart." I heard the sounds of her kissing Cole's cheek and then the fading out of her footsteps. I was about to breathe when the door jerked slightly but didn't open any further.

"You might want to find other places for your activities, now wrap this up I will not be making anymore dates to cover your asses." With that he closed the door and left.

Neither of us said anything for what seem like hours after Cole left, honestly even though the heat had long died down I enjoyed the feeling of having Nate this close. How did I manage to get myself is such a mess, years of knowing him, being around him and nothing like this has ever happened, now all of sudden it's all I can ever think about. Is it possible this is just all too fast.

"Lexi?" Nate finally broke the silence but I wasn't ready to let go, instead I tucked my head deeper into the crevice of his neck. "Lexi, are you ok?"

Not trusting my voice I chose to simply nod, "Can I put you down?" he asked and once again I answered with a simple shake of my head. "No?" chuckling slightly he attempted to shift me but I held tighter. "Come now Lexi, we shouldn't wait for someone else to come find us."

"Fine." I knew he was right but didn't mean I was happy about it. I began to climb down, doing my best to reassemble myself in the dark.

"Are you ok?"

"Yes I'm fine. I just, well actually doesn't matter."

"Right, I'm just the temporary substitute." He snapped as he readjusted his tie."

"Think what you want Nate, obviously there is no telling you otherwise, since you already know everything." I knew I could fix this easily and tell him how I feel but I knew that the information he had was correct. Marc and I had agreed to take things slow and maybe try again, this I can't deny or hide but it was before anything really happened between us.

"Just answer the question Lexi?" He asked while pulling me back to face him though with very little light seeping the door I could only see a partial of his face and by the crease in his brow I could tell he was very frustrated.

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