Chapter 35

We tumble into my room like a tornado, clothes flying throughout the air as the need to be as close as physically possible to each other invades every pore.

We both knew what we had wasn't a normal infatuation like other couples our age. We are young, but the need for each other is an ancient soul connecting kind. My mind, body, and soul, yearned to connect with Nate's on every level.

It simply hurt to say I love you because those words alone didn't feel justified for what I feel for him. With Nate, I feel whole. I feel alive. And death would rightfully collect my fulfilled soul if someone took Nate from me.

The thought is too painful.

With great concentration, Nate step out of his jeans while trying to keep his lips connected to some part of my body. The mere activity of pulling away for a second is too tedious.

I stumbled while wiggling out of mine but Nate catches me before I fall forward on my face. He laughs and the sound is magical.

I feel it in every touch of his skin aga