Love At First Hate (Love At Firsts Book 2)(42)

“I’m good.” I smile at him and hand my own to her. “Can we have seats next to each other?”

“Let me see what I can do.” She smiles at me and types away on her computer.

“Thanks, darling.”

“Alright, I’ve just moved you to the seat next to his. You’re in luck there was one available, the flight is pretty much full.” She hands me my new boarding pass and lets us go.

“Thank you for doing this.” I wink at her, and we walk down the corridor to the plane.

“You’re such a flirt.” Nate chuckles.

“Hey, at least it got us sitting next to each other.” I shrug.

“True.” He’s the one sounding weird now.

“Are you okay?” I nudge his side.

“Yeah, why?”

“I’ll stop flirting if it bothers you.”

“It’s not that.”

“What is it then?” I frown in confusion.

“Can we talk about this later?”

“It’s another eight hours until we get to Hawaii. You’re going to torture the shit out of me about it, aren’t you?” I chuckle.

“No, at least until we’re sitting on the plane and have some sort of privacy.”

“I can do that.” I smile, reaching for his hand and squeeze it. He squeezes mine back and doesn’t let go. I thought he would quickly let go of it. I guess I was wrong about my worries.

“I have a feeling you have less patience than a woman.” He leans over and whispers in my ear.

“You have no idea.” I smirk.

“Fuck me,” he groans.

“Soon.” I peck his lips, and we step onto the plane. I pat the outside of the plane and step in with my right foot first. Something I always do whenever I board a plane.

“Promises, promises.”

“Oh, you just wait, it’ll happen sooner than you think.” I grab his butt as I step in closer to him, and the two air hostesses standing to the side giggle and swoon. “Ladies.” I wink at them and follow Nate into business class.

“I can’t wait,” he says as he turns to me. He means it. He could just be going along with me, but he means it. He really wants it as much as I do, and it warms my heart.

“You mean it,” I whisper.

“Of course I do. Why would I lie about it?” He sounds confused.

“Because it’d be your first time, and you could be nervous and run for the hills?” I say as we sit in our seats that are facing each other. I love business class. It’s quite private too, which could lead to some fun.

“I’m thirty-five, I’ve been wanting it for twenty years but had to repress it. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted something so much since I’ve met you,” he says looking into my eyes.

“Since you’ve met me, huh?” I smirk.

“Yes, don’t get so cocky.”

“Oh, you know how cocky I am.” I grab my dick through my pants.

“That I know, but you know what I meant.”

“No, I don’t, enlighten me.” I grin at him.

“As much as I hated you at first, I’ve wanted you to f*ck me for pretty much a year.” He shrugs.

“Why do you have to say things like that when we’re in a public place, you’re going to be the death of me.”

“Hopefully not for another fifty or sixty years.” He chuckles.

“Careful with what you say, Nate.” There’s a hidden promise in what he’s saying that has my head spinning. Why do I feel like this is my first relationship? It’s so f*cking confusing!

“Just because I’ve never been in a relationship with a man or wanted relationships up until not long ago doesn’t mean what I said isn’t true. When we kissed last night, something switched in me. It’s the first time something felt so right. It’s the first time I could let myself feel and enjoy. I didn’t have to worry about anything, it was perfect the way it was.”

“Be still my heart,” I mumble to myself.

“Cat got your tongue?” He chuckles.

“Go on, laugh at me that I’m the one feeling all giddy and like it’s my first relationship.” I playfully glare at him.

“It’s quite comical. You just turned into the opposite of the image I had of you.”

“I’m not as you think I am all the time. I have my own self-doubts and worries. Never had them about a relationship, though.”

“Why do you have doubts about us?” He sounds hurt and confused.

“I don’t doubt us. I’m just…I don’t know how to explain it. It seriously feels like I’ve never been in a relationship before. It’s like I’ve never had real feelings for anyone, and it’s slightly terrifying.”

“Do you think it’s a good or bad thing that you feel that way?”

“It’s a good thing. I feel amazing about us. It’s just so different than with anybody else. Being with another man is what I know. It’s easy and straightforward. It goes a lot deeper with you. I don’t know if it’s because you haven’t been with a man or because I realize that this could be a lot more than just a normal relationship.” I shrug.

“We’ll figure it out, babe. Don’t worry.” He squeezes my hand, and I chuckle squeezing his back. “What?”