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Me

I’ll see you later

How in the world am I supposed to focus on anything after that? I put my phone away and stare at the large screen in the front of the room. This is my last class of the week, and I’m itching to be done. Only one more hour.

The smell of something delicious hits me as soon as I open the front door to my apartment. I follow my nose into a kitchen, where I find Nate at the stove, sauteing some vegetables.

“Well, this is a welcomed surprise.” Walking up to him, I wrap my arms around his midsection. His abs constrict with his chuckle.

“Surprise,” he says as he leans down to kiss my forehead.

I eye the ingredients strewn across the counter and realize he’s making us tacos for dinner.

“You certainly know the way to a girl’s heart… Oooh, please tell me you’re making your salsa?” I squeal when I notice the varied peppers and spices.

“Would it be a steak taco night if I didn’t?”

“Yassss! I hope you made enough. Darby and Bell are going to devour this.”

He laughs. “Yes, that was part of our deal. If they gave us the place until at least midnight, I would make enough for them to eat tomorrow.”

“You kicked out my roommates?” I ask incredulously, but I secretly love that he made these plans without me.

“Absolutely… To be honest, they were more than happy to oblige. I think they would have agreed even without the promise of food, but I threw that in to sweeten the deal.”

“Well, that was very thoughtful of you. Now, how can I help?”

“You don’t have to; I have it all under control,” he continues to sauté the veggies, and he looks so damn sexy, I can't help but run my hands over his body.

My fingers trace the defined ridges of his stomach under his shirt.One hand teases a little lower to the waistband of his grey sweats, and he groans.

“Well, if I help…the sooner we’ll have dinner, and the sooner I can repay you for this thoughtful surprise of yours.”

“When you put it like that, there’s the chopping board,” he nods, pointing to the setup to his left, and we both laugh.

I organize my station and begin to grate the cheese. “Remember when I tried to make you lasagna that first time?”

“How could I forget? It was the first time I ever had lasagna soup,” he jokes.

I pout. “I was trying so hard to impress you… I still can't believe I forgot to buy the noodles.”

Gripping my chin, his hazel eyes lock onto mine. My breath is stolen from my lungs at the loving look on his face. “Baby, you could have served me slop, and I would have been impressed by you.”

His lips meet mine briefly, then he swats my ass. “Now get back to work. There’s no messing around in my kitchen.”

“Yes, chef,” I swoon.

I quickly get to finishing my task. It’s not that I don’t want to enjoy the thoughtful meal he prepared for us…it’s just that I’ve been dying to get a taste of this man all day, and tonight, I plan on devouring him.

Nate’s large hands cup my ass as he lifts me into his arms. “You don’t know how much I needed this,” he says as he presses me against the wall.

“Rough day?” I ask as I trail kisses along his neck.

“No, BB. This, right here, is what I look forward to most. The moment you’re in my arms.”

The way this man’s words turn me into a puddle will never get old. He’s not afraid to express his emotions. It’s something I’ve always loved about him. I should be petrified that the wordsloveandNateare in the same sentence so soon, but deep down, I know my love for him never truly disappeared.

I cup his face with my hands and kiss him. Pouring my emotions into every swipe of our tongues, I moan softly when he rubs his thickening cock against my sensitive core.

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