“Still Kori, it’d make me feel a whole lot better if you’d take better precautions. It would kill me if something happened to you,” Nate responds as he steps into my apartment. With every step he takes, I find myself nearing the wall behind me until my back is flat against it.
“I’ll do better, I promise,” and that’s the truth, he wants me safe. This is the one thing I know is part of give and take in our relationship.
“That’s all I can ask for,” his palm cups my cheek. I lean into him and his lips find mine, it’s a soft kiss filled with need from both of us. He takes his time with me. I could stay like this forever. His mouth on mine, our bodies touching, and his hands on my body.
When we break apart, I mewl in protest, “Can’t wait to hear you do that in bed tonight, but first we have plans this evening.”
My smile reappears. Nate takes my hand and leads me out to his truck. Nate truly is a gentleman, he opens the door for me whenever I’m walking in or out of a building, and always, I mean always, when I need to get into a vehicle. Whether it’s mine or his, most of the time it’s the latter.
We head to meet Nate’s sister and son, there’s nothing that could rain on my parade today. This weekend is going to be amazing.
22
Nate
The look in Kori’s eyes when they lit the Christmas tree up, it was nothing short of amazing. When I finally took my eyes off Kori and saw the look on Colton’s face, it was a look of awe. It reminded me of a time when he was younger and so carefree, before his dad took off leaving him in a limbo of emotions. As much as I tried to help Colton and even Melanie out, it was something they had to work out together.
Thankfulness though, that goes to Kori and her outreach program she has for troubled teens. The one hundred and eighty degree turn around is proof enough.
Once things settle down and the townspeople start to disperse, we head to the food trucks that are lined up, and we do it as one big happy family.
Colton heads straight for the bar-b-que place, money is already in his hands, and he’s ready to chow down. Melanie heads for the seafood place, she’s been talking all night how she was dying for their seafood macaroni and cheese. That leaves Kori and me to decide which food truck we want to eat from.
“I’m thinking I’ll go to the soup truck. Broccoli and cheese soup in a bread bowl on this cool evening is calling my name.” Kori always gets this gleam in her eye when she talks about food and boy do I love to feed her. Those curves on her body are there to stay, the way she’s self-confident with them. My hands have been all over her body, kneading, squeezing, licking, and even sucking on a few of her body parts that really gets her going.
“Let’s go get you some soup then,” I respond and drop my hand to the small of her back.
“What are you going to get?” she questions as we walk.
“Not too sure yet, I’ll have to see when we get there.” We’re there in a few minutes, the line is small, Kori orders her food, and then I order their chili.
Once our food is ready, we turn to find Melanie and Colton. They are on a picnic bench that’s been set up and Colton is chowing down on his ribs and French fries.
Kori laughs, and it gets me going too, “It’s good to see that he’s like this outside of work, as well,” she says.
“That boy has always been like that since the day he was born. He woofs his food down faster than a blood hound,” I chuckle.
“He’s a great kid,” Kori replies.
“The best, even when he gets down in the dumps,” I tell her and it’s the truth. We sit down and eat our food with Melanie and Colton.
We hardly talk, all of us enjoying our food.
Colton is the first one done and asking his mom, “Hey, do you mind if I go hang out with James?”
“No, but keep your phone on you. I’m leaving in an hour, so that means you’re back here before then,” she responds. Colton bends down to kiss his mother’s cheek, then making his rounds to hug Kori and myself.
“I think we’re gonna head out ourselves, you’ll be okay on your own?” I question.
“Get out of here, you lovebirds,” Melanie shoos us away, but not before I bring her in for a quick hug and tell her, “Love you, Mel.”
“Love you too, Nathan.” We break apart, Kori gives Melanie a hug, then we’re heading to my truck and back to her house.