Chapter 137. The Dinner (2)

Nathan’s POV

I was pissed as fuck.

She pulled away from me, but she let some childhood friend hold her? The smell on her couldn’t have been just because he came closer to her. He had to touch her. He had to hug her.

She let him fucking hug her!

I clenched my fists under the table and forced a smile on my face.

My skin still tingled from touching her soft skin. It was as amazing as I dreamed it would be. She was soft and warm, and she was so fucking perfect. She was made for me. Her skin was made to be touched by me.

I focused on the sparks on my skin and let that feeling soothe the anger I felt.

“I’m so happy, Emma.” I said, smiling at her. “We are finally alone.”

She leaned back in her chair and stayed silent.

I wanted to touch her again. Goddess, how badly did I want to touch her again.

I would get to touch her. I would do it soon. She would fall in love with me. She would love me. I would touch her, kiss her, and