"Were you the one that changed the furniture in here?" She asked him admiring the new curtains, dressing table, and even bed.
Nathaniel's head poked out from his closet, "Yes. I did not want you reminded of him in any way."
"So possessive," she muttered, laying back with her eyes closed.
"Where you are concerned? Damn right." He kissed the hollow of her throat and the location of his mark as he hovered over her.
Thokozani took in his heather blue tee and black sweat pants. His feet were bare. His muscled body caged her in and she loved it!
"There's someone who wants to talk to us," Nathaniel whispered in her ear before raising his head and nestling it on her shoulder.
Her head shot up, "Your mom?!"
Nathaniel laughed, "Her too. I told her we need to iron some things out; before we see her."
Thokozani blushed. She buried her face in his neck. "She is probably expecting a baby. Knowing her she told you to bring me pregnant.'
