Chapter 12: In which it’s the start of something new. My scowl deepened as Nate continued to laugh, holding onto his stomach. Frankly, I would love to kick him off the bed for making fun of me, but he looked too cute for me to do so.It's been ages since I saw him laugh like the careless teenager that he was back in school and I kinda missed it. The distraction also gave me time to get over the fact that I had just kissed my high school bully and current boss. What had I been thinking?But no matter how much I wanted to regret my decision of kissing him, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. The kiss had felt nice…refreshing and I couldn’t taint that by regretting it. But I still had no idea if Nate had liked the kiss at all, so it was better to just pretend that it never happened, for both of our sake."You done?" I asked, putting on a serious expression. He calmed down."Sorry. But in my defense, that was fu

Chapter 14: In which she takes the first step. After getting the message from Samuel, I retired to my room saying that I was a bit tipsy and sleepy. Not a complete lie since I've never had classy wine before, only cheap beer and dollar store wine back in college, and I had a few too many glasses of the desert wine to make me a bit dizzy, but not completely dead-drunk creepy.So taking the opportunity, I told Nate I'll be going to sleep and we both had work tomorrow so we couldn't stay up late. Nate accepted without a complaint, retiring to his own room.But sleep was hard to come. I had a very disturbing sleep, waking up every half hour to search for my phone so I could call Sam, but then I'd realize that irrationality of the thought as soon as I saw the time. So despite my itchiness, I waited till Roan dropped me off to my apartment the next morning, after getting a HUGE lecture from Nathan about eating a healthy meal before I showed my ass ba

Chapter 16: In which she let the dogs out."So...Nate, how's Taniya?"He's doing this on purpose! He's sooo doing this on purpose! That SOB from Hell!I have to keep repeating “I'll not react to a psychopathic dick" in my mind over and over again to stop myself from jumping over the table and strangling the abomination called Hugh Donovan.That cactus has been going on and on about his and Nate's 'good old' days' like I'm completely invisible, talking about how many women him and Nate had slept with and how many they had shared. Shared? The fuck? They were women, not food, you misogynistic fucker! Nathan, however, had the decency to look the slightest bit ashamed, his hand tightening its grip on mine from under the table as we sat in the lounge room, with coffee and refreshments laid in front. I tried to keep my expression impassive but I was failing miserably while my patience level reached boiling point."How c

Chapter 18: In which she gets caught...nearly."Ugh! Who turned on the stupid lights!" I groaned as I tried to cover my eyes with the soft silk blanket.And heard a groan from behind me."Aaaaaahhhhhhh!" I woke up screaming my lungs out, which caused the person next to me to jolt awake with me."Savannah! What the hell!" He said covering his ears."Nathan! What on God's green Earth are you doing in my house?" And then I looked around. "Why on God's green Earth am I in your house?!"“Don’t you remember?” Nate spoke, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Your red-head friend dropped you off last night, dead drunk.”Crap! Crap! Crap! What on earth did I do this time?Think Savannah! Think! I thought through a massive hangover. And then it all came back to me...Me calling Nikki for a drink...me getting dead drunk...me spilling my guts out to her..."Aaaaaahhhhhhh!""

Chapter 20: In which she decides to let go. Holding the tray tightly in one hand, I lifted the other and knocked on Nate's door. Thrice.No answer.So I repeated the process again...and again.Still no answer.Strange. I know he's still in because I could see that the lights were on inside his cabin through the small stained glass section on the door. And Nate always turns the lights off when he isn’t inside his office.Discarding formalities, I twisted the doorknob and pushed opened the door. I let Nate have his way throughout the day, but now it's time for the girlfriend to step in.But when I opened the door, my anger at being ignored all day disappeared into thin air.Nathan sat in his chair, working on his laptop, but instead of working, both his hands were on the table, one lying limply on the laptop keyboard and the other folded at the elbow with his head lying on top of it.What s