Noah
Let my gaze slide toward Natalie, watching intently as she smiles and takes a seat behind the wheel of the red Ferrari. She doesn't expect me to buy this one for her, but the truth is that I would gladly give her anything she pointed at.
"I'm so excited to drive this car," Natalie beams at me, and I return her smile. My heart squeezes seeing her so happy.
"Remember to go easy on the gas pedal," I tell her. "It would be a tragedy if Emma lost both of her parents."
Natalie chuckles and drives us onto the road. I take great satisfaction in observing her lips curl into a smile. Those wide, beautiful eyes take in our surroundings. Natalie doesn't know this car will soon belong to her.
"I love this car!"
My skin tightens as I imagine Natalie saying those words to me, that she loves me. God knows I love her, and love never changes. Even when I had no memories, I loved her.
That feeling will never go away, or it wouldn't be love.
Yet I'm hesitant about flirting with her. Natalie is getting married, and a few months ago, her life seemed so well put together.
Alaric, Natalie's future husband, is who is creating my reluctance... He had Natalie look at him like he had hung the moon and stars and everything in between in the sky, just for her sake.
And if Natalie truly loves him and is happy, then I don't want to shatter her life by being selfish and telling her how I feel.
My stomach churns.
I've lost Natalie two times already. The first was because of the accident. The second was my inability to realize the woman of my dreams was right in front of me. And now, the third time, I might lose her to Alaric.
He is a good guy. I've done a background check on him. Then again, the guy could be perfect, and he still wouldn't be good enough for Natalie. In my heart, she is mine. She has always been, and if Alaric hurts her again, I could easily make him disappear.
A smile takes a toll on my lips when we stop by a red light. Natalie's eyes are resting on me in the rear-view mirror. Her cheeks flush pink when she realizes I'm watching her.
Natalie clears her throat; how boring. I would rather have her eyes fucking me again. I'm casually seeing Lexie, yet it's Natalie's face I fantasize about when I walk into the shower.
I got more of Natalie in my veins than blood. Time and again, I picture her beneath me, all that long, brown hair spread across my pillow. Her eyes set on mine, cheeks flushed red. That gaze only stuck on me. Only me before I own her body.
There is just something about her personality that drives me wild. She is reserved most of the time, but once you've seen a glimpse of her inner center, you're bound to get addicted.
Natalie has that kind of love that takes you by storm, and after she leaves, you will need life support to get through the abstinence.
We drive around town for a couple of more minutes. The atmosphere is always thick with sparks and lightning when Natalie and I are together. No one is speaking, yet words aren't needed.
"I know I've said this already, but I love this car..." Natalie sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, seemingly sad we are heading back to the shop. That light and fun from driving have been blown out. "I should try a more affordable car. I know you would buy this for me if I asked, but I can't have you spoil me."
I breathe a laugh. "I already bought the car while you were driving it. With my phone, of course."
Her wide eyes meet mine in the mirror. "Seriously?!" The excitement in her eyes is adorable, but she quickly collects herself. "I mean... No! Why?! You can't do that! Please let me repay you!"
I snort and bite back a smile. "Do you deem that's the proper reaction when someone buys you a car?"
"Noah... You know damn well I don't have enough money to repay you, and I'm happy with this car," Natalie rubs the wheel after parking outside the shop. "But I feel like a gold-digger."
I wink at her. "There are other ways to repay me."
Natalie laughs. She thinks I'm joking; I'm not. Had it not been for Alaric, we would be fucking right now. I would worship her luscious body, kiss every inch of her skin, and make her say that she is mine.
And later, I would take her and Emma out for dinner. Somewhere private where we can talk. I love watching the expressions Natalie makes when she gets excited.
So I would obediently listen to her, smile, and later take her home and up into the jacuzzi. I would serve her a glass of champagne and make love to her breast that even now wants to spill out from her bra.
"Well, thank you..." Natalie blushes. "You're seriously just... Wonderful... To Emma and to me..."
I face her direction. "Because you two are the most important people in the world to me."
Natalie seems to freeze. I wonder what she is thinking or why her expression suddenly looks so pained. Doesn't she like it when I flirt with her? I wish I could just ask her to leave Alaric.
But life isn't that easy, not when you care about another person more than you care about yourself.
"We should probably get inside and get the winter tires inside the car, and... Do we have to talk with the sellers?"
I force a smile. I would much rather keep the conversation we had rolling about how important Natalie is to me but now isn't the time. I open the car door and reply to her.
"That would be the nicest thing to do."
Natalie beams at me again. "Right. Let's tell the sellers that I'm delighted with my new purchase!"
I keep the smile on my face, but I let Natalie walk ahead of me since I'm ever the opportunist. My eyes are glued to her luscious ass, and I'm prompted to look away when my cock begs for attention. I swear hanging out with Natalie will be the end of me.
Natalie has put on weight after her pregnancy, and I love it. Her curves are incredibly sexy. The stretchmarks are beautiful, the glimpse I've seen of them. And if I could sink my teeth into her ass one more time, I would die as the happiest man on earth.