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mine as he gives me a deep kiss. His lips feel soft, his tongue feels strong. He tastes like a breath mint, though the feeling of his tongue against mine is pure sex. Slowly trailing my hand up his arm until it reaches his bicep, I place my other hand flat against his stomach; inching it up his chest until I can feel his beating heart. My core twists and my groin pulses from his strong, masculine contact. Hearing his deep raspy growl only makes me want to kiss him harder. Needing this contact, I feel relieved to now be in his arms as thoughts of Zach fly out of my mind. Way too soon he pulls slightly away, gulps, breathes deeply and in a gravelly voice says, “I’d really like to continue this in your room, but I made reservations. We should head over to the restaurant.”
    My breathing is rough as I slowly nod in agreement, he releases me. Taking another breath to get my body back in control, our eyes connect as a shy smile spreads across my face. Searching for my voice I say, “Today was cold, I should grab a warm jacket.”
    Nate chuckles and shakes his head, “It’s December, all you Californians are complaining about how cold it is. Do you realize there are still leaves on the trees, and it’s in the fifties?”
    “Yeah, that’s what I mean, today never got warmer than the mid-fifties. They’re talking about the lows tonight getting down to the thirties.” I grab my warm leather jacket, “That’s really cold when you’re on the pool deck just wearing flip-flops and a swimsuit.”
    “What! You swim outdoors, in the winter?”
    “Well, the pool’s eighty, it’s just the deck that’s freezing. No one around here swims in an indoor pool.” As he helps with my coat, I continue, “I think I’ve only been in an indoor pool a few times in my life. They smell terrible, like too much chlorine.”
    Smirking he watches me close and lock the door as he says, “When it comes to weather you are the toughest and wimpiest person I’ve ever met.”
    “I think you just got a lot to learn about living in California. It’s a lot different than visiting California.”
    Putting his arm around my shoulder and pulling me close, he says, “I think I’m going to enjoy your lessons.” Snuggling into his side, I feel fear and excitement. Every time I see him, I think he’s hotter than the last time. But I’ve never gone out with a guy six years older than me. Am I ready for this kind of relationship? Am I ready for Nate?

Chapter 8 – Dinner
     
    Nate and I walk the three blocks to Cascal. It feels good being close to him. It’s like he has this magical ability to calm my mind, or is it his presence is so strong all my conflicts pale? The restaurant is packed. They have a table for two next to the window where we can look out across the plaza and onto Castro Street. Nate orders a bottle of Malbec while we take turns choosing an assortment of small plate tapas to share. The atmosphere is intimate, matching our mood.
    My stomach is crammed with butterflies as I look at the strong planes of his face, and get taken in by his cool blue eyes. The wine relaxes me, while making me horny. Should I still be taking this slow? Have I decided to try out Nate while Zach is out of town? My mind, befuddled with alcohol, starts to swirl. Isabelle’s comment about the Bon Jovi episode from Sex in the City floats into my thoughts. Is Nate a player? Is he serious about me? I’ve only slept with Stephan and Chris… yeah and Gray, making me feel inexperienced and young. Kelly easily moves between guys, but I don’t want that, as I start overthinking the night.
    Nate reaches across the table taking my hand into his. Gently he rubs his thumb against my skin, causing sexual shivers to run up my arm and down my core.
    “Hey, I think I lost you,” he says. “What are thinking about?”
    “You’re not like Bon Jovi from Sex in the City, right?” Shit, did I just say that out loud?
    His thumb stops as he squints his eyes at me. “Come