Chapter Four
Addilyn
When we pull up tomy parents the knot in my stomach tightens. This is such a horrible idea. I don’t know what I was thinking.
Nate places his strong hand on my shoulder and I turn my head. “Relax Addilyn. I promise you no one will know,” he says with a smile.
I should mention that he’s hot. Like fucking make my under used pussy take notice, hot. He’s got these dark chocolate eyes that are mysterious, dark hair that is wildly perfect, and I’d have to be blind not to notice his body. The man must work out hourly to maintain that. In real life I’d never be able to score a guy that looks like him. But paying him to be mine, yeah that’s more believable.
He didn’t let the conversation stall out once on the ride. It didn’t even feel that long, because honestly he was easy to talk to. Making sure that every detail was in place, but in a way that made it feel like he was just getting to know me. Felt kinda good actually. It’s been a long time since I had the full attention of a guy. Even if I’m paying him for it.
Searching his clear eyes, I nod my head. “Okay, let’s do this.”
We get out of his unbelievably sexy car and he grabs our bags, tossing them over one shoulder. It kinda makes me grin, until we start walking to the door and he grabs my hand. Jerking my head to him, he lets out a soft laugh.
“I’m going to have to touch you Addilyn. Jumping when I do that might not be a good idea,” he says, giving me a wink.
I close my eyes briefly and blow out a breath. “Right, sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. Just get used to my hands on you,” he says, giving my hand a little squeeze.
Damn, having his hands on me would be fine by me. Having his hands on me while I was naked in bed with him on top of me would be even better. The door swings open and I feel myself blush when I see my mother. I can’t let my thoughts go in that direction or this will be even worse.
“Addie, oh my baby you’re home,” she says, ripping me away from Nate. “He’s very good looking. Introduce us.”
Rolling my eyes as she lets go of me, I plaster on a fake smile. “Mom, this is Nate Wheeler.”
“Nate, it’s an honor to meet you. We were starting to lose hope that our Addie would ever find someone,” she says, laughing.
Putting his muscular arm around me, he smiles. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Mitchell,” he starts.
“Oh don’t Mrs. Mitchell me, I’m Bridget or Mom whichever you prefer.”
Oh my God. This is not happening.
“Bridget it is. Thank you for inviting me. Being away from Addilyn for two weeks would have been unbearable for me,” he says, laying it on thick.
“Aren’t you sweet. Well, come in, come in. Everyone’s waiting to meet the guy that Addie finally decided to bring around.”
Following her inside, Nate glances over at me. “Sorry,” I mouth to him.
Shaking his head slightly, he drops our bags by the door and pulls me in for a hug. “Don’t apologize for everything they say. I’ve got this, relax alright,” he whispers in my ear.
Not going to lie, having his arms around me feels pretty fucking good. He has a tight hold on me, not some pussy hug where his arms are limp. No, he’s got me pressed against his solid chest with those powerful arms around me.
“Charles, come look at this. He can’t keep his hands off of her.” I hear my mother yell to my dad.
“Addilyn, let’s go have some fun,” he whispers again, before pulling away.
He grabs my hand and we walk into the living room. I’m grateful it’s only my dad. Seems we’ve beat everyone here. Which is surprising considering they all live within a few minutes of each other.
“Charles, turn off that TV and come meet Nate,” my mom yells.
Standing up he looks Nate up and down before turning his attention on me. “Hey little girl. Give your old man a hug,” he says with a small smile.
“Hi Dad,” I say, wrapping my arms around him.
“Nate huh? What’s that short for?” my dad questions, lifting a graying eyebrow.
