C50 The Flirt Who Must Move On

Once Nate finished his story, I felt that all of his tension eased up. I was ducking my head and wiping tears from my eyes. I couldn't let him see that I was crying, so I pretended to sleep.

Nate chuckled and tucked a stray hair behind my ear. "Thank you for being a good listener." He whispered, and I felt him carrying me to a bed and covering me with a blanket.

"Goodnight, princess." He said