Blood Legacy Chapter 68: 67. Babysitter

I could still feel my heart fluttering and my pussy muscles twitch every time our gazes met, my traitorous mind going straight back to all those things he did to me in that shower earlier today.

*Damn.*

"Soo... Is he gonna give you a ride home or what?"

I blinked away that lusty haze and turned my head to look at Andrea, noticing that sassy and knowing smirk displaying on her face as she stood right next to me, her gaze constantly switching between Nathan -who by the way was already waiting by his car- and I.

Our classes had already ended and we were out on the steps leading towards the entrance now, about to head out to the parking lot.

I threw her a narrowed look, choosing not to answer and turned to Jess instead, watching her give me a kind smile before she went and threw her arms around me, giving me a good-bye hug.

"Come on, I wanna take the car today. I wanna hang out with Steffy," My sister whined impatiently, earning herself a giggle from Jess before she gave her a kiss on the cheek and then left.

I absently watched her head straight to David's car, earning herself a heart-stealing smile as soon as she reached him, his gaze twinkling with evident happiness as he gave her a peck over the forehead.

*Aww.*

I swear they're so fucking sweet together.

"Dude!"

I snapped my gaze back to Dre, throwing her that same bored and unimpressed look before I finally gave up,

"Yeah. Sure. Why not,"

"Eek!" She immediately threw her arms around me, peppering a few kisses all over my face.

"Dude, stop," I complained with a chuckle and she quickly pulled back, holding out her hand.

I searched through my backpack and then gave her the keys, receiving a big smile from her.

"You're the best!" She threw over her shoulder right before breaking into a sprint to where I'd parked our car this morning.

I didn't bother looking after her anymore, my gaze now averting back to where Nathan was standing, patiently waiting for me with that signature smirk of his on display.

*Wow. This feels so...deja-vu.*

His entirely black attire, his posture and the way he was carelessly leaning against that same car made me remember all about that first time I ever saw him. Standing in the same spot. Watching me.

Taking in an encouraging breath, I finally willed myself to move, keeping my attention trained on him as I walked straight to him, ignoring that persisting tingling feeling in my body.

His smile grew as I stopped right in front of him, his hand gingerly caressing my shoulder before sliding my backpack off of it and throwing it in the back of his car afterwards.

He approached me again and leaned over, his hot breath over the side of my neck making me deliciously shiver as he pressed a sweet and lingering kiss on my cheek.

"I've dreamt about you," I casually said, looking up into his beautiful emerald eyes after he pulled back.

"Before we even met,"

He didn't say anything in reply, even though I could tell that he clearly wanted to, judging by his intrigued expression.

Instead he opened the front passenger seat door for me and helped me in before going around the car to get himself in too.

"Well, I think it was actually your wolf I was dreaming about but the week before I firstly saw you here, in this parking lot, I started having this weird, recurring dream. I kept seeing golden eyes, claws and glistening fangs, lurking from the shadows. It felt like you were waiting for the perfect moment to attack me," I continued to explain as soon as he was sitting in the driver's seat, watching him angle his body so that he could face me better. His brows furrowed, clearly having his interest piqued now.

"Do you still remember it? Like, mental images of it?"

"Yeah, why?" I curiously peered back at him.

"Can you show me?"

*Show him?*

"How?" My brow raised.

"Through the bond," He replied simply.

"We can actually do that?" I immediately asked with bewilderment and wonder, receiving a light nod from his in response.

Wow. This bond thingy really was powerful.

"Okay. I guess we can try," I shrugged, watching him as his palm outstretched over the armrest into a silent invitation to place my hand in his.

Wasting but a single moment to stare at it, my gaze shifted to his face before I placed my much smaller hand in his, noticing that intense and focused look in his eyes.

Unsure of what to do exactly, I closed my eyes and tried to envision those muddled images from my dream, remembering that dark-coloured wolf and the way it looked at me. And as soon as they came back, a cold shiver crawled up my spine, feeling the ghost of that agitation and fear I felt during those recurring dreams.

My eyes quickly snapped open after a small and hitching breath, thankful for that comforting touch of his other hand over mine, giving me soothing and gentle caresses.

"They stopped after I met you," I casually added, surprised to notice that dazed and rather worrying look in his eyes.

"What?"

He didn't answer, keeping that distraught look plastered all over his features as he continued to stare at me, his gaze roaming all over my face as if searching for something.

"What happened? Why are you looking at me like that?"

But he didn't say anything, his facial expression morphing with bitterness and gloom as he turned back to face the steering wheel.

"That wasn't my wolf," He quietly uttered, keeping his lost gaze trained ahead as he mechanically turned on the engine.

"But...whose was it then?" I cautiously prodded, his reaction actually managing to worry me a little.

What did he see? And why did it seemed to have affected him so much?

His distraught expression didn't change, those lost and sad eyes still trailing on the road as he reluctantly gave me that frightening answer,

"My brother's."

**

We drove home in complete silence after that startling discovery, the sight of him so sad and grieving making my heart ache.

It was pretty clear that he was still suffering for the loss of his brother, even though it's been a few years, at least from what the girls have told me. I've never dared ask and I didn't even want to. It was his choice after all, whether he wanted to tell me or not. I wasn't gonna pry. Even though it kinda scared the crap out of me, the fact that I just found out that I've been dreaming about his dead brother's wolf. For a whole damn week.

I could tell now that that had been my weird magic mojo acting up but what I couldn't understand was why. I've never even met the guy!

My body jolted as the car suddenly stopped, lastly noticing that he'd already pulled in our driveway. My brows furrowed as I watched him storm out of the car and go around it, yanking the door to my side open.

I let out a surprised yelp as he quickly pulled me out of the car and into his arms, carrying me like I weighed nothing to the front of the car and then placing my ass on the warm hood, his features still portraying that inner torment as he shoved himself between my legs, burying his face in my cleavage whilst his arms went around me to pull me into a tight embrace.

I remained frozen at first, not sure what to make of his actions until that tired and long exhale of his fanned right in between my girls, making me shiver.

Slowly and hesitantly, I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and held him, offering him the comfort of my embrace as we stood like that for a while.

He didn't say anything and neither did I, letting him take however much time he needed. Until the featherlight feel of his lips pressing over my left breast had me snapping my eyes wider with surprise, my cheeks starting to feel a little hotter as I thought about the possibility of my mom seeing us through a window.

*Shit*. I haven't had the chance to check the garage yet. What if she was home?

"Nate," I whispered, a little breathless as he pressed another soft kiss over my cleavage, the vibration of his absent humm against my skin sending a pleasurable impulse straight to my core.

"Uhm..."

"There's no one inside your house," He lazily said before I could even try to utter another word, making me furrow my brows.

"H-how do you know that?"

"I'm not hearing any heartbeats. Other than your own," He pressed another sweet kiss over my chest, right where my heart was supposed to be, my body slowly trembling and starting to yearn for more as his hands moved over my thighs, offering them gentle caresses whilst his nose buried in the side of my neck, taking in a hearty sniff.

"You're home alone. Looks like I will need to babysit you," He pulled back to offer me a mischievous grin, making me laugh and shove at his chest.