YM778.TV Chapter 445 Recall every detail
The first time they met, she had allowed him to open the car door for her. He had been court, and she had been happy with his attention.
It had never happened again after, but...
He blinked, wondering whether he was taking it wrong. Maybe she wanted to kiss in the car like a teenager?
But they were adults, and the penthouse was empty. They had all that space for themselves; why make out in a car?
He got out and circled around the car, praying in his heart that he wasn\'t screwing it up. He opened the door and offered his hand to her. When Lara took it, leaning on him to get out, his heart fluttered in his chest.
So, he was right! That\'s what she wanted!
«This is how it happened,» she said, «right? You opened the door for me.»
He nodded, a broad smile on his lips and a nostalgic light in his eyes.
«That\'s right. I\'m glad you remember.»
«Not everything, Nate. Just about the first few minutes in your room. I can\'t even recall whether we ate the mouthwatering food on that tray or not.»
«We didn\'t,» he said. «But I won\'t let you be hungry this time. Do you trust me?»
«Yes,» she said. Just that.
Hand in hand, they walked into the building. Seeing their mood, the custodian pretended to be distracted and didn\'t utter a word while they passed by him and reached the elevator.
He could imagine what they would do there once the doors were closed.
However, not even imagining the custodian\'s wild dreams, Nate and Lara just stared at each other on the way up. It had been like that when they had met too. They didn\'t kiss until reaching the room back then.
«You looked at me like this,» Nate sighed, caressing her face. «We didn\'t even talk.»
«We\'re different people now, so it\'s fine if we act differently,» she said. «I like hearing your voice. And I like talking with you.»
He nodded, bowing down to leave a peck on her forehead.
«Are we ordering take-out?» Lara then asked.
«No, there is food in the kitchen. I\'ve prepared everything already. You just need to relax and worry about anything... but me.»
«Okay, then. But be precise, okay? I want to remember every single detail!»
«I\'ll do my best.»
«Even preparing food we won\'t eat?»
«This time, we will eat it,» he said. «It won\'t be exactly the same. I can\'t be, right? You said it: we\'re not the same people.»
She nodded and pulled him out with her when the doors finally opened. They walked into the penthouse and reached the living room.
«Now, we have a problem!» she realised. «Should we have booked a room for tonight?»
«No,» Nate chuckled.
«But this place is so big! How are we going to pretend to be in a hotel room? Even just to reach the food, we\'ll need...»
«Don\'t worry,» he repeated, guiding her to his room.
Since they had moved back there, Lara had used a separate room. Sometimes, she would lie down with the cubs, but sleeping alone was more comfortable. She would often sneak out and still use her own bed.
However, that night, he had made preparations in his room.
He guided her, holding her hand, and showed her his room. She hadn\'t got in there yet. Because she hadn\'t had any reason to yet.
Nate\'s room had his scent. The furniture was dark, and heavy curtains hung on the wall to protect it from the light. His bed was large - way larger than the one in that hotel. The bedclothes were dark red, and there was a bottle of wine surrounded by ice on the lower table at the feet of the bed.
The food was near the door, ready.
Lara turned to Nate, surprised. He did get everything ready, indeed.
«You don\'t feel cold,» he noticed. It had been a warm night, and Lara was too excited to shiver.
She shrugged, pouting.
«I can pretend to,» she said.
«No pretending. I don\'t want this to be a lie.»
«Okay,» she sighed. «But I feel so good next to you. I wouldn\'t even notice hot and cold.»
«Hey, you weren\'t this talkative six years ago.»
«Sorry!»
She curled up the tip of her lips. Her eyes teased him like never before.
«What happens, now?» she inquired.
«We kiss.»
«Yes. We kissed in the middle of the room... Okay... This, I remember. But it\'s a little cloudy. Can you remind me how it was?»
He opened his mouth to explain his feelings, and how good he felt at having her in his arms. But then, he understood she wasn\'t asking for words.
Oh, a proactive mate was so much better! He did love the shy and uncertain young woman of their first meeting. It had charmed him for life. However, seeing how she felt safe enough to act naughty made him feel even better. As if he could conquer the whole world with her support.
He took a step in her direction and caressed her face with his fingertips.
«More or less...» he murmured while surrounding her waist with his arms, «more or less, it went like this.»
He pressed his lips on hers and closed his eyes, feeling that same emotion from the first time.
He didn\'t need anything else - not food or water - if he had her lips. They eased his thirst faster than water could extinguish the fire.
«More or less,» he repeated. It could never be exactly the same. But every time they interacted, it was better and better.