Over a month had passed since I started living with Nathan, since Adam found me. There were moments when things got tense, and I wasn’t sure what do about them. He seemed unsure of what to do about his fears for my safety.Nathan got to the point where he was paranoid enough he didn’t like me going to the grocery store without him, still afraid of what might happen. So, we went together.“I want some sweet potatoes for dinner,” he said as he walked next to me, and we grabbed a cart.I rolled my eyes and wondered when the sudden penchant for them was coming from. “You don’t like sweet potatoes.”“Not the way most people do, but I love them roasted. Chop them up, throw them in some spices and olive oil, and pop them in the oven.”“You sound like quite the cook, but I know better,” I teased as we headed to the produce section.He smirked. “Mom made them for lunch on my birthday one time.”I didn’t need to ask which birthday, because the tone in his voice told me all I neede
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