He's fast to react, one hand slipping into my hair and the other around my waist. He kisses me with more urgency, a hunger I had not expected to see from his side. Better for me.

The excitement of being so close to having my plan work out the way I want it to hypes me up and I tangle my fingers in his hair, flushing our bodies together as I hold on to the collar of his jacket and open my mouth for him to slip his tongue in.

The kiss turns more heated with every passing second. His large hand explores my body, his tongue battling for dominance and a bulge pressing into my lower stomach convinces me I have him wrapped around my fingers.

I break the kiss. Panting I look up at him and he smirks.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," he says and I laugh.

"How about we continue the rest in a place bit more private?" I arch an eyebrow, laying palm on his chest and slowly sliding it down towards his pants.

He pauses, his muscles tensing under my touch, but his eyes holding a burning hunger in them as they jump from my eyes to lips. It's as if stuck in an internal battle. Not that I can blame him, taking things a bit further with me will surely cause trouble if Alex finds out. Which he will, obviously.

I bite my lip and look into his eyes. "It's just one night," I murmur. "And looks like we both want this."

Hesitantly he nods. To encourage him a bit more, I press my lips to his cheeks, lingering a bit more than necessary before pulling away.

As expected, it was all the encouragement he needed. When I pull away, he locks his hand with mine. "I don't think I'll survive an entire car ride."

With that he pulls me out of the club and speed walks a few buildings down the street, pulling me along with himself. I struggle to keep up with his long strides, hoping I don't trip over my own foot. We enter the nearest hotel.

He heads to the reception desk as I take in the crystal chandelier and expensive leather sofas on the other side of the lobby. My heels click loudly with each step on the marble floor of the hotel as I slow down my paces, until coming to a halt near the elevator.

At least going to clubs that are for the rich has these perks too. It's close to all the expensive places.

A few minutes later, Nathan returns, holding up the key card in his hand and waving it slightly.

I giggle and shake my head. The booze along with the obvious path the rest of the night is set on make me giddy with excitement and anticipation.

I press the elevator button and, in the meantime, he snakes his arm around my waist.

The door slides open and we step in but another couple follows us. I catch Nathan exhaling a frustrated sigh.

I bite my lip to stop myself from giggling.

He leans down to me as I keep my gaze fixed on the back of the couple standing in front of us. "You can't imagine for how long I've wanted something to happen between us," he murmurs.

I quirk an eyebrow, giving him a side glance. "Oh really? Then why didn't you do anything?"

He sighs. "Things would have been so much different if I had done something." Longing laces his voice as he deeply looks into my eyes.

I gulp, my mouth suddenly going dry. "Yeah, things really could have been different," I softly agree, meaning every word. Nathan is the polar opposite of Alex.

Regardless of them being best friends for the majority of their lives, their personalities were drastically different.

Alex has always been the epitome of stereotypical bad boy and Nathan... well, he has always been the sidekick, the one who constantly tries to be like the leader but can't quite be. Alexander is wild, sometimes too crazy for his own good. Nathan's attempts to become Alex were in vain.

But as much as Alex is on the tougher side of the scale, Nathan has always been softer, and without doubt, if he hadn't backed down because of Alex, Nathan and I would have been probably still going strong.

But the underdog never gets the richest, prettiest girl in the group. Neither did Nathan.

"It's never too late," he whispers after a long pause.

My body freezes, and my breath hitches. Dread claws and climbs up my veins.

Holy shit.

Holy fucking shit.

I mask my unease with a smile, holding his electric blue eyes' burning gaze.

Did I just throw the shit to the fan?

Clearly he still has a thing for me... a very strong thing, but...

But what?

Dating Nathan is not that bad of a prospect. He's a nice guy, and rich, I've known him for my entire life and I know we can get along. Then why considering having anything beyond friendship is making me so uncomfortable?

My brain, fogged with the drink I had over a quarter of an hour ago makes it oddly challenging to pinpoint the reason.

Spencer Wright's deep blue eyes framed by black-rimmed glasses, dark hair and the causal small smile he always offers me swims in my mind. I blink and shove it away.

Brian! Yes, that's why. I kissed him. And I might be kinda going out with him.

The sharp ding sound of the elevator snaps me out of my spiraling thoughts and the couple standing before us stride out.

The moment the door slides shut, I inhale sharply and force aside all the thoughts plaguing my head. I have a plan I ought to execute. I hope I don't end up regretting it. I turn to him at the same time he does and we crash our lips on each other, molding together.

His other hand finds my hair, we stumble a few steps and my back hits the metallic wall of the elevator as my free hand tangles in his hair.

My body flushes, the heat radiating from his body and the cold metal behind me creates a perfect contrast and I decide to only focus on what's coming. Why ruin the upcoming fun?

With another ding, the elevator door slides open and we break away from the kiss, both of us panting.

He intertwines his fingers with mine and we walk out. I cling to his arm to not trip as he hurries down the hallway.

We reach the door and he lets go of me and fumbles around for the card. I lean to the wall, giggling at his haste.

Finally finding the key card, his eyes, darkened with lust move up and lock with mine. I lick my bottom lip, drawing his gaze to my lips once more.

He unlocks the door and snakes his arm around my waist pulling me to himself and landing his mouth on me, leading me backward as he pushes open the door with his other hand.

I hold on to his shoulders as the kiss turns more intense. He shuts the door and slides the card in its place, flicking the lights on while our lips are still locked.

He cages me between the wall and his body. I run my hand over his back before placing it at the back of his head. His hands travel my body before slipping under my coat and squeezing my butt. I squeal and fumble with one hand holding my purse and with the other trying to remove his jacket.

He breaks away from the kiss and shrugs out of his jacket, throwing it on the nearest chair. My purse and coat follow suit.

Our mouths find each other. My fingers tangle in his hair and furl around the fabric of his shirt, keeping him close to me. His body presses me into the wall, all his hard parts meeting my soft ones, his bulge poking at my lower stomach. His hands explore my legs before resting on the back of my thighs, helping me jump up and wrap them tightly around his torso, holding tightly to his shoulders. Desire and the excitement of what's coming are more than enough of a turn-on, having my core clench with need. But a fleeting thought of Spencer Wright passes in the back of my mind. Closely followed by Brian.

Am I cheating on him?

Nathan breaks the kiss and I tear away from my poisonous thought. I won't think about it. Brian only kissed me, it doesn't mean there's anything between us. And the matter of Wright is entirely out of question! Right?

Nathan's mouth attacks my neck, kissing and sucking the tender skin, making me moan and arch my back, all the second thoughts disappearing.

He carries me to the bed and gently lays me on top of the soft mattress. He stays on top of me, between my legs, his hardened member pressing to my thigh as he leaves a trail of wet and hot kisses on my neck down to my collarbone.

His teeth lightly graze my skin as he sucks just below my jawline. I whimper and arch my back, lightly drawing my nails on the back of his neck, earning a soft groan that fans over my skin and causes goosebumps. My fingers fumble with the hem of his shirt, struggling to take it off.

Noticing it, he pulls the black shirt over his head and throws it aside. I take my time to ogle him, even though I've seen him shirtless many times, this time I look at him with the difference being aware I'll be sleeping with him. His skin has a sun-kissed glow, even though we're over halfway through November, and from the last time I saw him, he has evidently been working on his physique, faint marks of an appearing six-pack is visible. I run my fingers on it, feeling his gaze boring into my face.

I peek up at him and the hunger in his face is enough to make me squirm. I bite my bottom lip and smirk.

"Now your turn," he gruffly says and sets on removing my shirt.

I prop myself up and help him take it off. My violet tank top finds a place on the ground near his shirt.

A low whistle snaps my attention back to him. "Fuck, you're hot."

I giggle. "I know." And pull him to myself, tightening my legs around his waist.

He fondles me, slowly beginning to rock his hips.

He backs away, holding himself up on his knees and palms over me. "I can't believe this is really happening."

I laugh and roll my eyes. "Stop thinking so much and get to the action." Which includes me too. No more Wright and Brian. Only Nathan.

He chuckles, reaching to my back to unhook my bra. I swat his hand away.

"First, that will come off." With the bottom of my heel, I gently tap on his belt.

"Eager much?" he asks with a chuckle, sitting between my legs and opening his belt.

"Don't act all innocent," I throw back and raise my arms over my head, pressing my fingers to the headboard as I watch him remove his pants, leaving him in his briefs with an evident bump in between. I smirk.

Tonight will be fun. Hopefully. With no regrets.

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I'm so sorry for the long wait.

If you didn't see the announcement on my message board, long story short, on Mon and Tue I forgot to update and on Wednesday my laptop's battery died and I had not saved the file :'( so the chapters were lost. I had to rewrite it which was pretty hard.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed it, to make up for my lack of updates I will be uploading new chapters on Sat and Sun too =) [I hope since it'll be really close to my exams xD]

Prepare yourself for some smut for tomorrow's chapter =) [god I'm nervous, the smut part is ready, but I cut it off from this chapter to kinda edit it a bit to make it better for tomorrow, lol]

Anyways, hope you liked this conflicted and confused side of Gracie, lol. Don't forget to comment your thoughts and vote if you enjoyed.

Stay safe, lots of love, happy reading <33