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As for the question had everyone wants to know about last night...

 

No we didn't have sex, but we kissed a lot and I am least nervous about the touchy feely stuff.

 

But we only touched on top of the clothes.

 

I still haven't touched his friend though, over or under the clothes.

 

I looked at the clock and noticed it was almost eleven.

 

I sighed and looked back to Nate.

 

"Come on sleepy bum, time to wake up." I said softly trying to wake him up.

 

But he didn't move an inch.

 

I repeat myself, but still nothing.

 

I poke his cheek and look at him curiously. "Are you alive?"

 

I see a twitch of his lips this time, as if trying not to smile and I get an idea.

 

I put my plan into action.

 

"Good still in a deep sleep." I say with a smirk and begin to get out of the bed.

 

"I need to be quick and go and see him and be back here before Nate wakes up." I pretend to think out loud.

 

"God that European guy is so damn hot" I internally cringe, not meaning a word of what I say.

 

But it seems to do the job because within a second a very pissed off looking Nate sits up and is glaring at me.

 

"Morning Sleepy chops." I say innocently as if nothing happened.

 

He stands up from the bed and makes his way to where I am standing.

 

"Don't morning me!" Oh crap he sounded mad; maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

 

I was about to open my mouth but he cut me off.

 

"So you were going to see that weird guy from reception from yesterday?" He asked, clearly annoyed.

 

"No." I laugh, making Nate confused.

 

"Then what?" he asked folding his arms across his chest.

 

"Well I had to get you out of bed some way" I looked at him with a grin as a look of realization hit his face.

 

His eyes widened and his lips curved up into an evil grin.

 

"You are going to have to pay for that Sweet pea." He said, taking slow steps closer to me, while I began to walk backwards.

 

"Why? It was a joke." I defend myself.

 

My back hits the wall as I back up to the edge of the room.

 

Nate smirks now standing in front of me.

 

He moves closer grabbing my wrist and pinning them above my head with one of his hands and puts the other around my waist and pulls my body until it is against his.

 

"Next time you'll know to wake me with a kiss like I wanted and to make sure you remember..." He cuts himself off by crashing his lips into mine.

 

The kiss was desperate and needy.

 

It almost felt as if he needed reassurance that I was going anywhere.

 

I felt bad for making him feel that way; after all it was only meant to be a joke.

 

I kissed him back immediately and Nate let his grip on my wrists slip, giving me chance to wrap them tightly around him.

 

He eagerly began to nibble on my bottom lip as his free hand slowly made its way under my shirt, stopping just below my breasts.

 

This made me gasps, giving Nate the prefect chance to assault my tongue and mouth with his.

 

I felt him smirk against me as I joined in his tongue battle, enjoying the taste of his sweet mouth.

 

His hand slowly began to move higher again until he was now holding my breast in his hand.

 

I couldn't help but moan as his slowly began to massage them and trail kisses away from my mouth and down my neck.

 

His body pushed me back against the wall as I started to lose myself.

 

Nate moved his hand that was on my back and scooped up my leg.

 

Without a second thought I lifted my second leg and wrapped them both around his waist.

 

He placed us both on the bed as if we were one person, me on the bottom and him on the top.

 

He continued his assault on my neck, biting me softly and kissing at the same time.

 

My legs still around his waist I felt his hard arousal pressing against me through his boxers.

 

Feeling brave I started to grind my lower body against his hard arousal, this time making him moan.

 

I watched him as he starred at me wide eyed at first at me attentions, but then he smirked.

 

Almost looking like a naughty child.

 

"What are yo..." I started to say but then was cut off by Nate who now was grinding his hard friend against me in a rhythm almost like sex.

 

I was just about to give in and beg for the real thing when Nate just stopped and pulled away.

 

Looking at him with a mixture of lust and confusion, his smirk never left his face.

 

"Now you will remember." He stood up and walked into the bathroom, leaving me alone and very frustrated on the bed.

 

The next half an hour I refused to talk to him as we both got ready to go out.

 

I locked the bathroom door as I showered, dried and changed into the fresh panties Nate had brought me and my old clothes from yesterday.

 

Once I had finished and brushed my teeth (another useful thing Nate had remember to buy), I left the bathroom to see Nate sitting on the bed, waiting.

 

"Ready Sweet pea?" he asked as though nothing happened with the sweet almost innocent smile, which always made me give in.

 

I can't help but smile back as I nod.

 

He jumped up and held me close.

 

"See I knew you couldn't be mad at me." He grinned.

 

I sent him a playful glare.

 

"I love you." He countered with a toothy smile.

 

I shake my head amused. "And I love you too. Even if you are a tease." I say the last part lowly hoping him wouldn't hear me.

 

"Tease? I don't think I have ever been called that before." He said amused and tapping his chin as if thinking.

 

"No, never a tease. A dick, a player, a waste of space and a lot of others but never that." He smirked.

 

I hit his arm and he kissed the top of my head.

 

"Come on Sweet pea. We need to head to a clothes store quickly first before heading to ...um... the place I am taking you." He said, cryptic.

 

I didn't argue knowing it wasn't going to work, Nate was too stubborn.

 

Leaving most of our things in the room, but grabbing one of the bottles of soda that was left from last night and a few snacks for the trip, we leave the room.

 

I let him wrap his arm around me as we make our way down the steps towards the office.

 

Once in the office a different man rather than the other from yesterday greets us, but he looked very similar.

 

When he hears the door open his bored expression slips and he begins to smile.

 

"Hello and how can I help you today?" His voice had the same European one as the other slightly older man.

 

Nate doesn’t let go of me for a second as he speaks to the man.

 

"Hi, We checked into 15B last night and we just wanted to book it for another night?"

 

The man nods his head and begins the type on the computer and check something.

 

After several seconds he looks back up and smiles "Ah, I see you were checked in by my brother. You are in the honeymoon suite?" He asks.

 

Nate and I both nod.

 

"Newly weds?" He asks curiously.

 

Nate looks and me and smiles "Not yet, just practicing for when it is." He says looking back at the man, who laughs at the comment.

 

My eyes widen at the comment, but Nate doesn't seem to notice.

 

But the man does and grins at my reaction, but not in a creepy way.

 

The pair speaks for another minute before confirming the stay.

 

"Thanks for your business. Oh yeah and my name is Pawel by the way." The man says before we leave.

 

"Nice to meet you. I'm Nate and this is Hope" Nate said acting a lot more relaxed than with Pawel's brother.

 

"And you. Have a good day." He said as we finally left the room.

 

We were in the car and driving when Nate finally spoke again, but the silence was as bad as before.

 

I just had tons of things running through my head, including the whole honeymoon comment.

 

"That guy was nice wasn't he?" He more stated than asked.

 

I laugh quietly. "You are just saying that because he wasn't eyeing me up." I say, but then quickly add, "But I have to agree, he seems nice and doesn't give off the creep vibe unlike his older brother"

 

Nate nods in agreement not looking away from the road.

 

"Any idea where you’re going?" I ask.

 

"Some what... I am sure there is a small clothes store around here somewhere..." he trails off.

 

After only a few minutes of searching we find the store, park the car and go inside.

 

 

Sometime later...

 

 

We both come out a while later with enough clothes for a couple of days.

 

Both of us changed in the store and decided to keep one of the outfits on, not really wanting to wear my day old clothes anymore.

 

The clothes store was in a small town, on what looked like the main shopping square.

 

Just a few doors up from the store was a cafe where we decided to get a quick breakfast before finally going to my 'surprise' place.

 

"Not too much further now." Nate said after driving from only about an hour.

 

"So..." I begin to say looking at Nate.

 

"What was that whole honeymoon practicing thing about?" I asked trying to keep my voice and face emotion free.

 

He looked between the road and me a few times before finally settling his eyes on the road.

 

Rubbing the back of his neck with one hand and keeping the other on the steering wheel he looked once more at me sheepishly.

 

"Err, you noticed that?" He asked nervously.

 

I nod, but also said “yes” when I notice him not looking at me.

 

He never said anything for a while so I asked him again "What did you mean back there?"

 

"W... well, um I mean. I am not going to ask you to marry me now or anything, because it's way too soon for that. But I do see me and you doing that in the future and I want that too." He stuttered slightly.

 

I couldn't help but "aw" at his confession, making his cheek go bright red.

 

"That's so sweet." I coo.

 

He tries to brush it off and act cool, but I can tell he is still embarrassed by his confession.

 

"Don't be embarrassed Nate. I am glad you think that. I think it’s a great idea." I tell him.

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