Isabelle
It’s official.I’m no longer a virgin. That and I’m Nash’s. I gave myself to him four days ago, and since then, he hasn’t been able to keep his hands off me. We haven’t been able to do “it” again because Andi is always with us, but that hasn’t stopped him from touching and kissing me whenever he can. Don’t get me wrong, I love Andi and want her to be with us. It’s just difficult when all he has to do is give me a look and I want to get naked. But, no can do with a child running around the house.
Thinking about that causes my mind to wander back to that night––our first time together. Heck, it doesn’t really matter what I’m doing, I can’t stop thinking about it. I feel my face heat up whenever it comes to mind, which is awkward when it happens randomly; like now when I’m sitting in the teacher’s lounge chatting with Rose. She said something about applying for a new position within the school, and the word “position” is all it took for me to think about Nash and me in bed. I blush like nobody’s business. Of course, Rose catches it. She doesn’t miss much.
“You finally did it, didn’t you? You and Nash did the nasty.”
My first reaction is to say defensively, “It wasn’t nasty!” Of course, it’s the wrong thing to say because that’s all Rose needs to affirm her suspicions. Stupid me.
“You did it!” she squawks loudly. Luckily, it’s only the two of us in the lounge.
“We did.” This time I smile. Beam. Yeah, I beam.
“From the look on your face, I’d say it was good.”
“Perfect. It was perfect.” And it was. After we did it, Nash wrapped me up so tight in his arms, it felt like he never wanted to let me go. And then he said the sweetest things to me; like he loved me, he adored me, he thought I was beautiful and kind. All nice things. But the best one? He said he thought I’d make a wonderful mother for Andi and our future kids. “Our two boys.” He remembered that I’d imagined us with two boys and a girl. I mean… who wouldn’t love to hear that?
“So what now?”
I’m drawn from my memories by Rose’s question.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, what happens now? The stuff before was fake. Are you getting married for reelz?”
“Oh.” I blink at Rose. “I guess. Someday.”
“But what about that bitch, Ivy. I thought he wanted to get married so she—”
I interrupt her because I don’t feel like talking about Ivy. “I don’t know. I really don’t. All I know is we’re going on a date. Arealone, just the two of us, on Friday.” And that’s the truth. That’s all I know.
Rose reaches across the table and takes hold of my hand. With a squeeze, she smiles. “Well, that’s a good start.”
“That’s what I thought.”
* * *
“Pack an overnight bag, babe,”Nash says on my speakerphone. I’m beat after a long day at school then an even longer night on the farm.
“Overnight bag? You didn’t say we were going to be gone overnight?” I’ve got a ton of stuff to do this weekend.
“I already told Ben you were going to be gone most of Saturday.”
Overstep much? “You talked to Ben before you asked me?” I’m annoyed.
“I….” Nash hesitates, and it’s making me rethink my bad mood. “I wanted to surprise you.”
“Oh.” See? Now I feel bad. “Okay.” What else can I say? “I’ll pack a bag.”
“And we’re leaving as soon as you’re done at school tomorrow.”
“Bossy,” I grumble. I didn’t think it was loud enough for him to hear, but I guess it was.
He laughs. “We’re both bossy. I’m just bossy about our first official date. I want to make it special.”
“Oh.” Shoot. I feel bad again. “Okay.” The yawn that escapes is sort of loud.
“Go to sleep, Isabelle. You’re gonna need your rest.”
