Her Innocence

Chap # 3 "What is this feeling?"

Nathan Rivera's POV

I laid on the bed as she faced away from me. I won't say that we are getting close but we did make some progress. Only exchanged a few talks like "Good Morning.", "I'm leaving for work." or "How was your day?" to which she replied with "Good".

Okay... f**k!! That was no progress at all. I couldn't even make myself to talk to her. Except when I saw her silently crying. Which I didn't know why. I liked my privacy, doesn’t mean I never dated, I knew how to charm girls but with her it was like a whole different story. I signed deeply as I turned to face her back. This whole week, I started to deeply care for her even though I don't know a single damn thing about her. But other than that, I really did love being around her even if she didn't speak. I liked the shyness she had in her, the simple clothing she wore and the attentiveness she had for me. And most of all, I found her beautiful.

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I woke up to find something warm in my arms. I opened up my eyes to find not something rather someone, someone beautiful. I smiled at her and observed her appearance. She had thin lips with high cheekbones, her lips soft pink making me wonder if anyone has even kissed those. Her eyes were closed but behind them hid the beauty of her small sparkling brown orbs. I closed my eyes and after a few minutes, I felt her stir and the all of a sudden, her body was pulled away from me. I bolt up to watch her clutching her chest as she tried to breathe. I raised my hand to touch her, calm her but she flinched back making me drop my hand. She looked frightened.

Did she have a bad dream?

No, she was fine for a few minutes and then suddenly bolted away from me. Maybe she wasn't used to all this, she must be shocked to find herself in my arms. She finally regained her breath as she looked away from me. Why was she afraid? First the incident which led her to bleeding hands and now this, what has she really gone through? What was she fearing of?

So many questions unanswered,

"Sorry." I mumbled as she turned to face me, our eyes met only for a few seconds before she got out of bed and ran straight to the washroom. I rubbed my face, frustrated with all these questions. Maybe, I should take a leave and spend some time with her. It won't do any good when she doesn't even talk to me. I shook my head and walked out of the room towards the kitchen to find the maid cooking breakfast. I sat on the dinning chair as the maid placed the dishes on it.

"Is there anything else you would need Mr. Rivera?" I shook my head and dismissed her, leaving me alone in the dining room. I waited for Janet, after a few minutes she came wearing white sundress with red flower printed on it. She always wore full sleeves shirt with legging below making my curiosity build up. She sat beside me as she stole a glance at me making me smirk at her in amusement, completely forgetting the incident. I picked up my fork and she followed by. We ate in silence as my eyes were fully trained on her. I feed her every day since that incident but today. I know she is not my maid but the food Janet make is way better than anything I have ever tasted and I actually miss it.

She started moving in her seat as if she was uncomfortable from my gaze. My grin widened as her eyes met mine just for a second. Her cheeks slowly turning pink as I finally turned my gaze back to the food.

The whole breakfast there was a new feeling, a feeling that made her uncomfortable while I watched her amusingly. She was about to get up when I caught her wrist as she faced me with her cheeks burning. I slowly stood and pulled her closer, making her stumble towards me as her hair fell around her. She was damn beautiful!

Is it bad that we have been together for only two weeks and I'm falling badly for her? Everything about her makes me lose my mind. I couldn't concentrate on my work with her always on my thoughts. We had only two inches distant and I so badly wanted to close it but I didn't, noticing her discomfort.

"Are your hands feeling better?" I asked her as she slowly nodded without removing her gaze from the ground. I, stupidly watched her like a creep as I admired her beauty.

"Can you pick out a suit from my closet till I take a bath?" I asked her as I heard her breathing hard. She quickly nodded and backed away from my hold before I could hold her again, she dashed towards our bedroom. I chuckled and shook my head as I head towards our room, I heard shuffling inside the closet as I smirked at the thought of her picking up a suit for me. Even though, I wanted to go inside the closet to be close with her. I knew I had to go to work as well.

Peeling off my clothes, I lead myself towards the shower and turned the switch into warm water. Her face flashed across my mind. Besides her beauty, she really did have an attractive, hourglass body. I only saw those curves once when she wore that white silk dress, on the day of our wedding. Other than that, she always wore those sundresses which reflected her innocence.

What would be inside those clothes?

Sexual thoughts invaded my mind as I thought of her lying under me with her moans. I growled when I felt my friend jerk forward.

Great!

I turned the warm water quickly into cold as I welcomed the feeling of numbness.

Janet Rivera's POV

What should I choose? This yellow one will look good on him. No, no! It's too bright. How about this??

Oh god this man had thousand pairs of buttons up shirt and I didn't know which one to choose. I kept moving the clothes on the rack as I stopped the moment my eyes lie upon a button up light blue shirt. Plain with, small buttons on them. I set it out as I took out some jeans with it, dark blue denim jeans.

As I was about to walk out of the closet, I saw him watching me with that sweet smile he was gave me making tingles run up my spine.

Just as my eyes were about to cast down, they meet with his body that was only covered by a piece of cloth, his towel. I quickly looked away as I gulped. I felt my cheeks burning, as I breathe heavily.

I have never in my whole eighteen years seen a guy n***d. I have seen guys outside my window but never this close enough or even n***d. My feet started moving and soon I was almost at the door. But he caught my wrist, he tried to pulled me back as he came face to face with me. I gulped as I meet his eyes and tried to walk again but he kept blocking my way.

"I-I have work to do, you can change." I stutter with my voice calm as he looked at me for a few seconds, his face serious. His chest was so defined and-. I didn't dare move my eyes away from his blue orbs. After a few seconds he shrugged his shoulders, rather innocently as he moved out of my way making me sprint towards the door.

I walked over to the dining table, swiftly picking up the dishes and placing them on the kitchen counter.

I was almost done when the maid started helping me in the kitchen. I watched from the corner of my eye as Nathan casually walked in the kitchen. He looked really good in blue. I may never say this to him but he was really handsome and made my heart beat faster, even when he was only a few feet away.

He moved closer to me as I kept my eyes on the dish, I was drying. He stood a good foot away from me and cleared his throat.

"I'm leaving. Take care of yourself." He said gently making me look up at him. I kept staring at him for a few seconds, lost in his eyes, then I remember he said something.

"O-okay." He grinned at me as my ears started to heat up for the hundredth time this morning. I went back to drying a dish and only heard the front door shut. I blew a breath of relief; he makes these stupid tingles inside my stomach and my heart starts beating faster.

I can't help it with him, I feel different like different emotions passing through me at the same time.

"What is this feeling?" I asked myself. I want it to stop at the same time as I don't.

I hope this is not a bad thing.

Nathan Rivera's POV

"Don't move much or you'll hurt your leg, little boy." I said calmly as I eyed the x-ray of my patient's fractured foot.

"How long till he would be able to walk?" His father asked as I turned to him.

"Nine days, two weeks to be exact. He hasn't hurt himself much. But I do prefer him to not even walk." The man nodded as I heard the kid huffed as he glared straight at me making me raise an eyebrow at him.

"Don't you give the doctor that look. This is your fault boy." His father scolded him as the boy’s eyes never left mine making me chuckle.

"The sooner you heal, the sooner you would be able to play football." I said with a smirk as the boy’s expression changed. I strolled back to my office as I looked over at another patient’s file. I rested my head back against my chair after a few moments, as I rubbed my face and pulled out my phone. Scrolling through my contacts, I came across Derek. I clicked on his number as the next second the call started going through. I waited for about three rings when he picked up.

"Yes?"

"I was thinking that you both should come over for dinner tomorrow." I blunted straight to the point. He went silent.

"Is something wrong?" He asked after a whole minute.

"No man, I just wanted you guys to meet Janet, properly." I said as I heard him typing something.

"Sure, we'll be there. I'm busy right now so chat with you later." He said as I imagined him sitting in his office focusing on his work.

"If you would stop messing around with your wife 24/7 then maybe you could have done most of your work." I teased as he chuckled over the phone.

"Can't help myself." He spoke as I rolled my eyes.

"Later." I hung up the phone. He owned some modish restaurants and a few resorts here in Illinois, Chicago. And being the lazy a*s, he is, he pushes his work at the deadline.

I hope tomorrow night goes well, maybe Derek's wife can make Janet comfortable the way I can't.

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So cute (^•^)