Loving You Too Long

“There’s no use in moving away. Eventually, you’ll inch closer to me and seek warmth from my body,” he said.

Haisley snorted in disgust. “I won’t do it,” she said confidently.

“If you don’t do it, then let me do it.” And Nathan really inched closer to Haisley. He embraced the petite girl with both hands and even entwined Haisley’s legs with his, making it difficult for her to move.

“Do you think I’m a pillow?” Haisley asked irritably as she tried to free herself.

“You know you’re more than just a pillow. Because you’re warm, soft, and can make enticing sighs,” he whispered in Haisley’s ear, causing her to widen her eyes instantly.

Haisley froze on her bed. Her heart could be said to be working out right now. Nathan’s body scent, the fragrance of his shampoo wafting, made Haisley feel ticklish, wanting to touch him. But she tried to resist the urge not to do so.

She tried to find a topic of conversation but was also confused about what they should talk about. Haisley took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly several times, causing Nathan, who rested his chin on her shoulder, to chuckle.

“I won’t do anything weird, Haisley. I swear,” the man said, and Haisley was sure there was a triumphant smile on his face. “Sleep, you’re tired,” he added softly.

Then Nathan moved to get up, propping his head on his hands and looking at Haisley with a mischievous gaze. “Or do you want me to lull you to sleep? Do something fun that will really tire you out and make you fall asleep?” He offered with a suggestive look at Haisley’s body, causing her to immediately pull the blanket up to her neck.

Nathan laughed at her reaction and then dropped his head onto the pillow. “Never try to do anything funny, Nathan.”

“I promised I wouldn’t, but you don’t believe me,” Nathan said, looking at Haisley again as he lay on his side.

“How can I trust you after what you’ve done to me all this time? You openly show your dislike, but secretly touch me. Hypocrite,” Haisley muttered, making Nathan lift the corner of his mouth.

“Yes, I am that hypocritical,” he admitted softly. “I didn’t expect to become such a jerk.” He continued, sounding sad.

Jerk? That word reminded Haisley of something. “Why did you say you’re willing to go to jail? What did you really do, Nath? Did you commit a crime?” Haisley asked, curious.

Nathan lay back and closed his eyes lazily. “Sleep, it’s late,” he said indifferently.

Instead of complying, Haisley rose from her seat and slammed Nathan’s hand away from his face. “Answer me, Nath. Tell me what you’re really hiding. I want to know!” she demanded firmly.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Do you want to pay me?” the man teased. “I’ll answer any of your questions, as long as you pay me. At least one question for one kiss.” He challenged, making Haisley widen her eyes instantly. “Besides, I’ve been the one kissing you all this time. Occasionally, I also want to feel kissed by you, Haisley,” he said again, still in his casual tone.

Haisley snorted, choosing to lie back down and turn away from Nathan. “Forget it. If you really don’t want to say anything, then so be it. Besides, I don’t need to know. I just need to endure a week here with you, as you said before,” she said, pulling her blanket higher and closing her eyes.

Nathan shifted his sleeping position again, lying on his side. He rested his head on the curve of his elbow and silently gazed at Haisley’s back.

“Are you sure you don’t want to know?” the man asked again. “If you change your mind, all you have to do is pay me, Haisley,” he said, a statement met with silence from Haisley.

Haisley woke up feeling a considerable weight on the side of her body. As she tried to move, she felt her hand attached to something. When she lifted her head, she saw her right hand fingers entwined with Nathan’s right hand fingers. Haisley wasn’t aware when the pillow she had on last night turned into the strong arm of a man.

The same thing happened with her left hand. When she lowered her head, she saw Nathan’s left hand overlapping hers, and his palm touching the back of her hand with his fingers intertwining with hers. The heaviest burden she felt was on her legs. Nathan’s left leg was pressing on hers. Haisley rolled her eyes. What is going on with this guy? She wondered silently. Since when did he stick to her?

Haisley tried to free herself from Nathan’s grasp, but he was surprisingly sensitive and turned around to hug her even tighter, wrapping around her stomach. “Let me go,” Haisley whispered.

“Just a moment, Haisley,” the man murmured lazily.

“Let me go, Nath. I need to go to the bathroom,” Haisley said sharply. “I need to pee.”

“I know how to make you pee in a different way,” the man whispered again teasingly. His left hand crept up towards Haisley’s upper body. Haisley instantly widened her eyes. “Don’t mess around!” Haisley said, shaking off Nathan’s hand, which didn’t make him angry but rather made him chuckle. Nathan released his grip on Haisley’s hand and laid back. Haisley got up and sat on the edge of the bed, glaring at Nathan. Nathan just grinned, making Haisley want to throw a pillow at him.

With great effort, Haisley stood up, leaning on the nightstand next to the bed. Nathan immediately got up and tried to help her. Haisley tried to push his hand away, but Nathan was much stronger than her.

After finishing her business, Haisley staggered out of the bathroom. She glanced at the room, surprised that it was neatly arranged as if no one had used it before. Haisley then chose to leave the room and found no one there.

“Nath, where are you?” she shouted somewhat loudly, but there was no answer. Haisley walked towards the kitchen and opened the fridge to see what food she could eat. However, the fridge was empty. Frustrated, Haisley chose to sit on the sofa and turned on the TV.