But Nathan grasps my elbow lightly and tugs me close to his side. I do what I always do in situations like this and take two big steps away from him so I don’t get in the way of his bachelor availability. They know him, they want him, and they will do anything to get him. The restaurant is a giant cocktail of whispers and stares. This truly is the great Nathan Donelson in the flesh! I feel like it would be easier if I just ran in front of Nathan with a megaphone and yelled, Attention everyone! No, your eyes are not deceiving you. The moment the restaurant doors open, several heads turn and do a double take. “But I will pay you back,” I say, breaking first. He nods once, not looking as happy as I would have anticipated. “Thank you for caring about me that much. “Listen, I still hate that you went behind my back and paid my rent, but…completely off the record…” I smile. “Of course! I just-” I need a change of subject. “Are you alright?” he asks after he’s purchased a parking ticket (he refuses to use the valet because he says it only draws more attention to him) and we’re walking toward the restaurant. I’m afraid my face is showing emotions it shouldn’t. I’ve read studies about that too! I was worried there for a minute that you meant…” It feels too uncomfortable to say it out loud, also maybe a little pathetic. I let the air out of my lungs in one big rush, pretending I’m relieved so I can maintain the status quo. It has to! I need to sit my sad little heart down and give it a stern talking to. That’s all we’ll ever be, and that has to be enough for me. That’s more realistic and yet another reason to remind myself not to think of Nathan as anything other than a friend. His game? He’s celibate for the sake of football? Oh. I’m only celibate during the season because it helps my game.” “You were so terrified there for a minute. “Look at your face,” he says through a soft laugh. He chuckles, a familiar playfulness washing over him again, and all hopeful thoughts halt. Those words mixed with the night and the fact that he bought my studio and we spend nearly every day together…it all suddenly holds so much implication, and…could this be it?! Could he mean. I didn’t think he and I had any secrets, but now I’m learning he has two big ones! How many more are there? Why would you be celibate?” I NEED TO KNOW! There’s something he’s still not telling me, and it’s bothering me. “You could have anyone you wanted at the snap of your fingers. “Because,” I say emphatically like that’s enough of an answer. “Why are you making this such a big deal?” Nathan sees my wide eyes and rumbles out a short chuckle. What’s happening?! Why am I reacting this way? It changes nothing really-except I feel like everything I knew has changed tonight. That doesn’t mean we’ve done anything physical.” “You’re at my house a lot in the mornings too. Oh, and did I mention we have to date publicly for three weeks until after the Super Bowl because we signed a contract with.oops, forgot I can’t tell anyone about that!īottom line is, now my best friend is smudging all the lines and acting very un-platonic, and I’m just trying to keep my body from bursting into flames every time he touches me.Best Indoor Herb Garden Kits for Home Growing by Anyone Our friendship is going swimmingly until I accidentally spill my beans to a reporter over too much tequila, and now the world seems to think me and Nathan belong together. (I’m not crying, I’m just peeling an onion.) Nothing but good old-fashioned, no-touching-the-sexiest-man-alive, platonic friendship for us! Everything is exactly how I like it! Yes. The first step is admitting, right? Except, I can never admit it to him because he clearly doesn’t see me that way, and the last thing I want is for things to get weird between us. Hi, my name is Bree Camden, and I’m hopelessly in love with my best friend and star quarterback Nathan Donelson (so is half of America, judging by the tabloids and how much the guy dates). Is it ever too late to leave the friend-zone?
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