My fingers bunch into the fabric of his shirt and start pulling up when a groan beside us has me freezing. “Ugh,” Jesse cringes. “Get a room.”
“Fuck off,” Nate grunts as he moves his lips to my neck.
I suck in a breath as the pleasure is nearly too much. “Have it your way,” Jesse says in surrender as he walks past us and over to the bar fridge before pulling out a beer. “But you should know, your precious girlfriend didn’t notice you left the den over an hour ago.”
An hour ago? No way. Ten minutes tops.
I feel Nate’s grin against my neck and instantly tense. “Really now?” he murmurs in a tone that tells me I should tread carefully.
I shake my head and run my nails down his chest. “He’s lying,” I tell him. “He’s just upset because I whooped his ass.”
“Bullshit,” Jesse laughs. “I won that fair and square.”
Nate ignores him as he pulls back and looks down at me. He playfully narrows those dark eyes on me and I see that familiar sparkle that has my insides clenching. “My own girlfriend didn’t even realize I was gone,” he says with a wicked grin as he shakes his head.
I recognize the look in his eyes and I know I need to get out of here fast. If I wasn’t squished between his body and the garage wall, I’d be running as fast as my legs can take me. A grin rips across my face. I absolutely love it when Nate is like this, though, because of his sheer size and strength, I never win, but it’s always fun trying.
Knowing there’s not a lot I can do, I play along. I walk my fingers up his stomach and chest while acting as innocent as possible. “You know, I can’t help it that the PlayStation is more interesting than you.”
“Tell me,” he says, trying to hold back laughter. “What else is more interesting than me?”
“Oh, there’s plenty of things,” I tell him. “Writing a ten thousand word essay. Watching grass grow. Eating plain rice cakes. Watching a documentary on doing your tax returns.”
“Really? What about your precious books? Are they more interesting?” he questions as his hands lower to my waist.
“Oh, yeah,” I grin.
“Your car?”
“Definitely.”
I hear a car coming down the driveway and look up to see Brooke behind the wheel. Nate looks up, takes her in then looks back to me. “What about Brooke? Is she more interesting than me?”
I press my lips together and nod. “Sorry, big guy.”
His hands tighten on my waist. “Alright, that does it,” he says before lifting me and throwing me over his shoulder. He slaps my ass as he walks back in through the house. “Let’s see how interesting a swim is.”
“What?” I shriek as I start kicking my legs around. “No. Put me down. I take it all back. You’re so interesting, it blows my mind every day.”
“Too late,” he laughs.
“No,” I yell out. I look up when I hear laughter coming from behind us to watch Jesse and Brooke watching the show. I look to Brooke. “Help me.”
The back stabbing bitch grins and shakes her head. “Cow,” I grunt.
Nate pushes out the back door and I wrap my hands around his waist, interlocking them at his stomach, hoping that if he can’t get me off him, he might just give in.
He gets closer to the pool and I hold on even tighter, especially as his hand comes up over my ass and takes my phone out of my back pocket. Oh no. He means business. “No, no, no, no, no,” I start chanting as I feel my doom coming closer and closer. “Please. I promise I’ll be the best girlfriend ever.”
His only response is his deep, booming laughter.
As he gets to the poolside, I expect him to start tugging at my hands and trying to pull me off, but instead, he dives straight in. I squeal out as we go hurtling towards the water, take a deep breath, and clench my eyes.
We hit the freezing water and I swim as fast as I can up to the surface. “Oh my god,” I gasp as the water rocks right through my body. “It’s freezing.” Nate can’t respond as he’s laughing too hard, but a second later, he pulls me back into his arms and refuses to let me go. “You’re such an ass,” I murmur as he tries to kiss me.
“An ass that you can’t get enough of,” he tells me.
I roll my eyes and let him drag me over to the edge. Nate sits me up on the side and my legs dangle into the cold water as he stands between them, looking up at me. I can’t help but swoon over the way the little water droplets cling to his hair and face as he watches me. I mean, wow. This guy is simply breathtaking, he always has been, but now that he’s not a dick, I can fully appreciate it.