Nathan's POV
Unlike other weekends I was up early. The muscles on my arms burned as I lifted weights, sweat dripping down my forehead and hanging off my chin.
I'd been working out for an hour, keeping my mind completely blank.
Forcing myself not to think of work, or my parents, or the woman sleeping upstairs that had me fumbling with the reins of self control last night.
I groaned at the thought of it.
In my defense she had kissed me… but then I'd kissed her back so I couldn't pin it on her.
Hell.
I didn't want to end that kiss. Her lips were sweet. She tasted like sugar and wine— a combination I never thought could exist but I found exhilarating.
But that wasn't even the best part.
About an hour later, I was heading past her room when I heard her groan.
Her door was half open,
