Hidden Hearts

Chapter 29. Toasts

Once the guys finished arranging Sang's stuff on my... our house, they all went back to their own. We still had college tomorrow and would need to rest.

Walking back into my room I looked around once again, noting the changes. Now her clothes were on my closet, along with my own. Her books were on a new, pink shelf on the wall beside my jujitsu posters, and on the dresser were a few of her clips, her hairbrush and some girlish trinkets Gabriel had gotten for her.

The bed itself now had two pillows, one of them a mismatched pink while the rest of the bedding was a dark red with black undertones. It had driven Gabriel nuts but he liked seeing the contrast of her pillow on his bed. Their' bed.

It reminded him that he wasn't living alone anymore. Now he had her by his side, on his life.

His heart was beating a fast beat at the thought of living with her. He knew their relationship had just started, and he wasn't going to rush her. He wasn't even sure of her feelings, yet. But now that he had her close by, maybe if he showed her how much she'd come to mean to him she might come to love him too.

With his heart still pounding Nathan headed back to the living room and sat down at the couch. Sang had gone to take a bath after everyone was gone. She'd looked a little tired and he'd suggested that she take a relaxing bath before coming down to watch a movie with him.

It was still a little early to be going to sleep straightway.

Stretching his legs he tried to calm down so he wouldn't scare her away. If she came in to find him tense the way he was she might run to the hills and demand to go back to Doc's home, and he didn't want that.

She was exactly where he wanted her, now he just had to keep things that way.

Hearing light footsteps heading his way he looked up to see her entering the room. Her hair was loose and still wet, falling around her shoulders in soft waves. Her pajamas were pink, a t-shirt and a short. She had her towel in one hand, using it to dry her hair while walking barefoot, her tiny feet slapping noisily against the hardwood floor.

He knew she was making the noise on purpose; she seemed to move as silently as a ghost most of the time. He thought it was because she'd gotten used with being silent while in Hell so she wouldn't attract attention to herself and conduct her missions discretely.

"Hi." She said, smiling at him shyly.

She was obviously feeling as awkward about this living together thing as he was.

Trying to make her feel better he patted the place besides him in the couch and indicated for her to sit with him. She smiled and went to hang her towel before coming back to sit with him.

Her body landed a little far away from him, but closely enough he could smell her shampoo and body wash, the scent of recently bathed woman wafting from her and tickling his senses.

This was going to be a long night...

......

Siting besides Nathan I could feel how tense he really was. I wondered if maybe he was regretting his decision to allow me to live with him. Perhaps he liked living alone without anyone bothering him.

I bit my lip nervously and tried to concentrate on the television, but my apprehension was mounting by the minute. What if he didn't really want me here?

Would he hate me for taking over his space?

I didn't notice I had been twisting my fingers in my lap until his hand covered mine.