Chapter 18

Nathaniel

Since my talk with Lucas, he has been less self conscious about his body . That has resulted in us feeling more comfortable around each other .

And with what happened at Tyron's party , things have been going smoothly . We now are comfortable talking to each other about almost anything, and slowly we are working into a relationship . We are even going to view a new house together . We can't really raise a baby in an apartment for the rest of its life .

I am currently going through this month's bills on behalf of Lucas . He says he hates doing it so I offered to help , after all, I'm secretly the one helping him out . Maybe by doing this, I will see what I'm missing from his needs .

Lucas walks in the bedroom, slamming the door behind him hard . By the looks of it, he's upset . Before I could say anything, he marches to the wall-mounted mirror beside the closet door . Taking his shirt off aggressively . He places his hands on his hips, turning a bit after every second to look at himself in every angle . As he huffs in annoyance every time he spots the stretch marks scattered around his belly .

" I'm not fat...do I look that fat? Summer says I'm getting fat, do you think I'm getting fat Nathan?" He turns to me as he repeatedly pokes his stomach.

" You are not fat, don't listen to Summer . She's not the one carrying such an extra weight on her the whole day ." I say .

I know that if I dare compliment him, he would get upset . He seems to dislike compliments these days.  I swallow, bite the inside of my cheek and clench the pen in my hand . The sweatpants I lend him hang loosely around his waist . Looking like it could slip off anytime to expose his boxers underneath .

I swiftly glance over Lucas who seems to be out of it, deep in thought about something. While he's distracted, I can't help but let my eyes wander over his body . The growing bump on his stomach that looks like half a volleyball and his perky swollen nipples. Oh gosh, I know he's gonna hate me for this but I can't help it . It has been long, more like we have never had sex since that night . Even though I have messed around with other guys in the past, all of them will never amount to the awesome sex I once had with Lucas . With him, It was different . And I'm slowly starting to understand why .

Lucas turns back to the mirror again, frowning a bit . Despite that, i couldn't get the naughty thoughts out of my mind . My fingers start to itch , when I think about how smooth his skin will feel under them. Trailing down his chest area and somewhere else . He seems so focused on staring at his body that I had stopped paying attention to where he was looking . That is until he meets my eyes through the mirror . His cheeks going red and i smile innocently in return. He quickly covers his chest after realising that my eyes lingered there longer than I intended them to .

" What are you doing?" Lucas eventually asks, avoiding any kind of eye contact from me .

" Nothing" I clear my throat and go back to pretending as if I'm busy .

Out of the corner of my eye, I watch him study his nipples.  Gripping at them and rubbing whenever an uncomfortable expression shows on his face.

" Lucas .." I mumble through gritted teeth, stiffening a little when I notice the tent forming in my pants . " What are you even doing?"

" They hurt ..." He whispers, shrugging a little when I just gape at him . " They have been sensitive lately ..." He trails off.  Averting his eyes from me .

" Oh but doing that in front of me just ... doesn't help unless you want me to do something else to them. " My heart is pounding like hell . It has been a long time since we did anything intimate . And Lucas just standing there , shirtless , doing what God what with his nipples isn't helping out the case .

Lucas glances over me in confusion for a second before realisation hits him . For a second, he looks scared but nevertheless nods his head in understanding .

I swiftly push the papers off the bed to make room for Lucas . He slowly walks towards the bed, a little hesitant .

" Lucas, are you sure you want to do this?" I tug at his loose sweatpants when he finally reaches the bed .

His eyes flicker over my face " Yes, just never done this while pregnant ." He points out" What if we hurt it? I mean, the doctor said it is safe to have sex but I don't know ."

" I would never hurt you or the baby . I promise . I will be gentle and if you change your mind while doing it or feel anything unusual happening to your body . You can always tell me to stop . Okay?" I intertwine our fingers together and stare at his face, that looks a little relieved and certain.

He nods, a small smile spreading on his face.  That is enough to make me sweep him off his feet and plop him on the bed , tugging the sweatpants off.

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