What He Needs

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•Abel•

I take Nava to this place called Rural Society with the high hopes she'll forgive me for what I've done.

Seated at our table I watch Nava look around the restaurant in awe and I feel this satisfaction for putting that look on her face. I love impressing her.

After the waiter takes down my order for their best wine, I stare at my Nava wishing she'd look at me. She's barely spoken two words to me since we got in the car.

I thought, since she hadn't taken my necklace off, this would be an easy apology. Now I think she's about to make me work for it.

I know she's pissed at me right now and I can't blame her; I'm pissed at me too. I hurt Nava real deep fucking Bella.

I never meant for her to find out the way she did.

Bella pulled some really fucked up shit and it's my fault for letting it happen.

I should have sent her on the second I walked in that bitch.

"You're staring again" Nava snaps in a cross tone after the waiter places our wine on the table excusing himself.

Letting her have her attitude, I pour her a glass of wine that she picks up for a deep sip.

"You know I can't help it" I remark pouring myself a glass.

"You can try." She mutters putting the glass down for the menu. "What are you eating?" She goes on to ask placing the menu in front of her face so I can't see her.

I stare at the cover for a couple seconds before opening my menu to look at the sandwich section, "I guess I'll have an Avocado Bacon burger" I tell her after a while. "What are you getting?"

Nava takes a few minutes more to look over her menu before saying, "I guess I'll have the Goat Cheese Ravioli with Chicken Cutlet. It sounds pretty good"

After the waiter takes our order, I move my chair so I'm closer to her.

"What are you doing?" She demands lifting an eyebrow.

"I want to be closer to you. I haven't seen you in like thirty-four hours" I place my hand on her thigh; I'm glad when she doesn't push it away.

"Yes, because I came home for my week away from everyone which was supposed to include you too" she sighs resting her chin in her hand.

Hearing she doesn't want me here makes me frown. I get it though, I hurt her feelings, and she needs space I'm not willing to give her right now.

I need to make sure she doesn't leave me, and I can't do that in Miami, plus I had already planned to drop in for Christmas as a surprise after she had some alone time with her family.

Smoothing my thumb over her thigh I suppress a sigh going for my drink instead. I knew she wasn't going to make this easy.

"I told you; you can't take breaks from me. I wouldn't take breaks from you" I finally said.

She chuckles, "Because you're clingy. I'm not clingy"

Admiring how sexy these skinny jeans make her thighs, I rub it missing the feeling of her soft smooth skin, "You make me clingy, angel. I'm not trying to be with nobody but you"

"I can't tell" she retorts with a look.

At least she's still letting me call her angel. I thought I'd lose that privilege after this bullshit stunt Bella pulled.

"Let me prove it then" I murmur inching my hand higher up her thigh.

"I do wish you wouldn't do that"