Chapter 21

• The next day began as Nate wished their last time had been. He patted the bed by his side and felt a tiny warm body breathing steadily. He pulled her closer, feeling her back against his chest. She stirred beside him and her eyes fluttered open, searching for his own. A content smile made its way to her face.
• “Morning, Nate.” She said yawning, but then turned back again, closed her eyes, and adjusted her hair so he could fit into the crook of her neck. He wouldn’t go back to sleep but didn’t mind holding her close while placing feather kisses on her exposed neck while she stalled to get up.
• They were still cuddling in bed when Nate decided to break the silence. The conversation had to happen, whether he liked it or not.