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nate asks , tilting his head toward me but not making eye contact .
`` yes , '' i whisper back , unsure of what else to do or say .
`` ok , meet you in there in ten minutes , '' nate says simply and walks out .
i wait until i can hear him walking up the stairs before i move .
i 've never heard a father talk to his son like that before , and our old neighborhood was n't exactly full of model families .
and the way nate 's shoulders slumped as pierce was speaking to him , it was like he agreed with what his father was saying about him .
i walk up the stairs to my room and change into my sweats , before heading back downstairs to make some popcorn-food always makes me feel better .
as soon as it 's finished popping , i head into the den to wait for nate .
should i tell my mom about what pierce just did ?
would she even listen ?
she seems to have drunk the pierce kool-aid pretty heavily by this point .
and now that pierce has been the victim of false allegations , it will be even harder for her to believe anything bad about him .
i glance up , frowning , as nate walks in and sits down on the couch next to me .
`` i can tell by that expression on your face that you want to talk , '' he begins .
i smile slightly , he knows me well .
`` but the stuff with my parents-it 's off-limits , ok ? ''
but i need to tell him that those things pierce said are n't true .
`` just- '' `` no , brynn .
i really want us to be able to keep hanging out .
but if you keep bringing it up ... '' i sigh .
`` fine .
i wo n't say anything .
in exchange , though ... '' i walk to the wide bookcases full of dvd options .
`` no romantic comedies ! ''
`` big fish , '' i say , pulling out the case .
`` is that a romantic comedy ? ''
he asks , narrowing his eyes suspiciously .
`` well , not really .
there is romance in it , but it 's more about a family , '' i explain , careful not to mention the predominant father-son themes .
`` hey , friendships have to have some compromise , '' i add with a smile .
`` ok , fine , '' he says , rolling his eyes .
he takes a handful of popcorn and leans against one end of the couch as i pop the dvd in .
as i make myself comfortable on the other end , he pulls a blanket from the back of the couch and arranges it over my feet , because he knows that they get cold .
i feel a pang in my chest at the small gesture , but try to push it away .
he 's not being romantic , just thoughtful .
i look up at the large tv screen as the picture comes up .
i feel more comfortable around nate than i do with anyone else in my life right now , so i have to settle for being friends with him .
otherwise i could lose him altogether .
chapter eighteen `` you and nate head down there so we do n't lose the reservation ! ''
my mom instructs me .
she planned a family outing to go rafting on the potomac , but pierce is stuck at the office in meetings , even though it 's a saturday .
`` i 'll swing by and get him and meet you there . ''
`` you sure ? ''
`` yeah , he said he 'd only be a little longer , '' she assures me .
`` ok , '' i reply with a shrug , and walk into the anteroom off the kitchen where nate is slipping on his sneakers .
`` my mom says they 're going to meet us there , '' i tell him .
`` fuck it , let 's make tracks , sis . ''
he smirks .
and off we go in his wrangler , nate blasting some god-awful metal music .
`` how do you listen to this shit ?
it sounds like two cat 's screwing in a trashcan . ''
i shake my head .
`` what ?
this is slayer , they 're classic trash metal , you have to have respect . ''
he says reverently .
`` i always listen to reign in blood before all of my games . ''
`` lovely . ''
i screw my face up in mock horror .
he turns it up louder , nodding his head enthusiastically as the guitar riffs collide into what i assume is his favorite part of the song .
it 's strange to see him let loose like this , and even though i think his taste in music is horrifying , i have to admit i like to see him enjoying himself .
thankfully , the boathouse is just a little ways down the potomac in the direction of the city , and i 'm only subjected to slayer for a few more minutes .
the temperature on this august day is in the mid-nineties , but my mom was insistent upon doing a family activity outdoors .
as we take a left on the dirt road with an old sign pointing the way , i spot an empty parking lot , and figure most people are wisely staying inside with their air-conditioning today .
after we park , nate heads over to the wood-slatted structure to secure the boat , and i take the sunscreen out of my bag .
as nate walks back over , he smiles as he sees me struggling to smear it in between the straps of my sports bra .
`` want some help ? '
he asks .
`` ... sure , '' i reply , though i 'm anything but .
the idea of nate 's hands on me , when i know nothing else is going to happen , sounds like torture .
i might actually prefer getting a first-degree sunburn , but he 's already taken the bottle from me and squeezing some of it out into his palm .
`` um , just pull the back of your shirt up , '' he instructs me .
i do as he says , pulling it up to my hairline .
i feel his greased-up hands slipping under the straps of my bra , and am glad he ca n't see the blush that immediately spreads across my face .
i take a deep breath , trying to keep my raging hormones at bay , as his fingers slide around the side of my ribcage .
`` now you do me , '' he says , as i release my shirt .
`` that 's what she said , '' i mutter .
`` ha ! ''
nate barks , a short , joyful shout of laughter .
`` i did n't know you were funny brynn , '' he says , grinning wide at me .
`` there 's a lot you do n't know about me . ''
i say , daring to meet his gaze for a brief moment .
i clear my throat and take the bottle of sunscreen from him , willing myself to keep my thoughts clean .
he pauses , then turns around and pulls off his shirt .
i groan inwardly at the sight of his wide , muscular back .
where are our parents ?
i need some kind of buffer between us .
but there are no signs of any cars pulling into the parking lot anytime soon , so i dutifully squeeze some lotion onto my fingers and then begin to spread it across his back .
i carefully press it all the way up to his neck , across his shoulder blades-feeling the sinewy ropes of muscle there , down his back , and finally down to the top of his athletic shorts , my fingers venturing just inside his waistband .
i hear him suck in a small bit of air , and see the slight throbbing of his member in his shorts .
he 's trying hard to hold back , i can tell .
`` ok , all done ! ''
i say overly cheerily , as i hand him the bottle .
nate tosses his shirt into the back of his jeep and begins to spread sunscreen across his chest .
i keep my eyes trained on the hazy river .
`` they say how long they were going to be ? ''
`` nope , my mom just said- '' i break off as i hear my phone start to ring in my purse on the front seat .
`` i bet that 's her now .
hey , mom , '' i greet her as i accept the call .
`` hey , honey . ''
`` what 's wrong ? ''

nate asks , tilting his head toward me but not making eye contact .

`` yes , '' i whisper back , unsure of what else to do or say .

`` ok , meet you in there in ten minutes , '' nate says simply and walks out .

i wait until i can hear him walking up the stairs before i move .

i 've never heard a father talk to his son like that before , and our old neighborhood was n't exactly full of model families .

and the way nate 's shoulders slumped as pierce was speaking to him , it was like he agreed with what his father was saying about him .

i walk up the stairs to my room and change into my sweats , before heading back downstairs to make some popcorn-food always makes me feel better .

as soon as it 's finished popping , i head into the den to wait for nate .

should i tell my mom about what pierce just did ?

would she even listen ?

she seems to have drunk the pierce kool-aid pretty heavily by this point .

and now that pierce has been the victim of false allegations , it will be even harder for her to believe anything bad about him .

i glance up , frowning , as nate walks in and sits down on the couch next to me .

`` i can tell by that expression on your face that you want to talk , '' he begins .

i smile slightly , he knows me well .

`` but the stuff with my parents-it 's off-limits , ok ? ''

but i need to tell him that those things pierce said are n't true .

`` just- '' `` no , brynn .

i really want us to be able to keep hanging out .

but if you keep bringing it up ... '' i sigh .

`` fine .

i wo n't say anything .

in exchange , though ... '' i walk to the wide bookcases full of dvd options .

`` no romantic comedies ! ''

`` big fish , '' i say , pulling out the case .

`` is that a romantic comedy ? ''

he asks , narrowing his eyes suspiciously .

`` well , not really .

there is romance in it , but it 's more about a family , '' i explain , careful not to mention the predominant father-son themes .

`` hey , friendships have to have some compromise , '' i add with a smile .

`` ok , fine , '' he says , rolling his eyes .

he takes a handful of popcorn and leans against one end of the couch as i pop the dvd in .

as i make myself comfortable on the other end , he pulls a blanket from the back of the couch and arranges it over my feet , because he knows that they get cold .

i feel a pang in my chest at the small gesture , but try to push it away .

he 's not being romantic , just thoughtful .

i look up at the large tv screen as the picture comes up .

i feel more comfortable around nate than i do with anyone else in my life right now , so i have to settle for being friends with him .

otherwise i could lose him altogether .

chapter eighteen `` you and nate head down there so we do n't lose the reservation ! ''

my mom instructs me .

she planned a family outing to go rafting on the potomac , but pierce is stuck at the office in meetings , even though it 's a saturday .

`` i 'll swing by and get him and meet you there . ''

`` you sure ? ''

`` yeah , he said he 'd only be a little longer , '' she assures me .

`` ok , '' i reply with a shrug , and walk into the anteroom off the kitchen where nate is slipping on his sneakers .

`` my mom says they 're going to meet us there , '' i tell him .

`` fuck it , let 's make tracks , sis . ''

he smirks .

and off we go in his wrangler , nate blasting some god-awful metal music .

`` how do you listen to this shit ?

it sounds like two cat 's screwing in a trashcan . ''

i shake my head .

`` what ?

this is slayer , they 're classic trash metal , you have to have respect . ''

he says reverently .

`` i always listen to reign in blood before all of my games . ''

`` lovely . ''

i screw my face up in mock horror .

he turns it up louder , nodding his head enthusiastically as the guitar riffs collide into what i assume is his favorite part of the song .

it 's strange to see him let loose like this , and even though i think his taste in music is horrifying , i have to admit i like to see him enjoying himself .

thankfully , the boathouse is just a little ways down the potomac in the direction of the city , and i 'm only subjected to slayer for a few more minutes .

the temperature on this august day is in the mid-nineties , but my mom was insistent upon doing a family activity outdoors .

as we take a left on the dirt road with an old sign pointing the way , i spot an empty parking lot , and figure most people are wisely staying inside with their air-conditioning today .

after we park , nate heads over to the wood-slatted structure to secure the boat , and i take the sunscreen out of my bag .

as nate walks back over , he smiles as he sees me struggling to smear it in between the straps of my sports bra .

`` want some help ? '

he asks .

`` ... sure , '' i reply , though i 'm anything but .

the idea of nate 's hands on me , when i know nothing else is going to happen , sounds like torture .

i might actually prefer getting a first-degree sunburn , but he 's already taken the bottle from me and squeezing some of it out into his palm .

`` um , just pull the back of your shirt up , '' he instructs me .

i do as he says , pulling it up to my hairline .

i feel his greased-up hands slipping under the straps of my bra , and am glad he ca n't see the blush that immediately spreads across my face .

i take a deep breath , trying to keep my raging hormones at bay , as his fingers slide around the side of my ribcage .

`` now you do me , '' he says , as i release my shirt .

`` that 's what she said , '' i mutter .

`` ha ! ''

nate barks , a short , joyful shout of laughter .

`` i did n't know you were funny brynn , '' he says , grinning wide at me .

`` there 's a lot you do n't know about me . ''

i say , daring to meet his gaze for a brief moment .

i clear my throat and take the bottle of sunscreen from him , willing myself to keep my thoughts clean .

he pauses , then turns around and pulls off his shirt .

i groan inwardly at the sight of his wide , muscular back .

where are our parents ?

i need some kind of buffer between us .

but there are no signs of any cars pulling into the parking lot anytime soon , so i dutifully squeeze some lotion onto my fingers and then begin to spread it across his back .

i carefully press it all the way up to his neck , across his shoulder blades-feeling the sinewy ropes of muscle there , down his back , and finally down to the top of his athletic shorts , my fingers venturing just inside his waistband .

i hear him suck in a small bit of air , and see the slight throbbing of his member in his shorts .

he 's trying hard to hold back , i can tell .

`` ok , all done ! ''

i say overly cheerily , as i hand him the bottle .

nate tosses his shirt into the back of his jeep and begins to spread sunscreen across his chest .

i keep my eyes trained on the hazy river .

`` they say how long they were going to be ? ''

`` nope , my mom just said- '' i break off as i hear my phone start to ring in my purse on the front seat .

`` i bet that 's her now .

hey , mom , '' i greet her as i accept the call .

`` hey , honey . ''

`` what 's wrong ? ''