dinner at a restaurant would be nice, but a quiet evening at his apartment sounded so much better.
Nate cleared his throat. “I may have said that to have an excuse to get you away from him. Sorry if you were expecting more. We can go out instead if you’d like.”
Allison took his hand. “No, I think that sounds good. Where’s your apartment?”
Nate flagged down a cab. “Chelsea.”
“Whoa.” Allison had only been there once, but she knew how nice it was. She watched out the window as the buildings went by. “How are you enjoying it?”
“I’m unpacked, finally. Not hard when you only have a few things. The movers finally delivered everything from storage so I’ve had fun organizing things just how I like them. Much nicer than dealing with a roommate.”
Nate had told Allison all about Roger the night before, and she could totally understand what he meant. She’d been lucky to share with Sam. Of course, she wouldn’t have moved here if Sam hadn’t insisted. “I’m sure it is.”
The cab pulled up to the curb and they climbed out after Nate paid the driver. Allison took in the chatter of the area around them as she waited for Nate to unlock the door. The hallway inside was much cleaner and well-kept than the one she lived in.
“Wow, is this building new?” Allison asked as they waited for the elevator.
“No, but they just renovated parts of it. I was lucky enough to get one of the newer apartments.”
The ride was smooth and opened to show another hallway identical to the one below. Nate’s apartment was just a few doors down from the elevator, and while it was slightly smaller than Sam’s, it was newly painted, and Nate had done a great job decorating. The furniture was sparse, but she liked the look.
“This is amazing.” Allison set her coat and bag on a chair and straightened her dress.
“Thanks. I still can’t believe I managed to snag it.” Nate moved into the kitchen and pulled out vegetables and a few pans. “Make yourself at home. This shouldn’t take long.”
Allison leaned on the counter. “I can help cut vegetables or something if you’d like.”
Nate pulled out a cutting board. “Are you sure? I don’t want to wear you out after all the dancing you just did.”
“I’ll be fine.” Allison took the knife from him and chopped up onions, peppers, and garlic while he started cooking some chicken. She smiled at his humming as he cooked.
“What?” Nate poured some oil into a pan, and turned on the burner.
“Nothing.” Allison finished chopping and set the board next to the stove.
Nate slid his arms around Allison’s waist, making her breath catch. He’d put his arm around her before, but this was the closest she been to him. “Are you making fun of my humming? Not everyone can sing as beautifully as you.”
“I’m not making fun of you. I thought it was cute. Besides, you have a very nice voice. You just don’t realize it.” Allison gazed up into his eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He leaned down to kiss her just as she caught the smell of burning oil. She jumped away. “Um, I think it’s ready for the onions.”
Nate blushed as he dumped them into the pan. “Sorry, I got distracted.”
“I didn’t mind the distraction. I just didn’t think you’d want your pan to get destroyed.” Allison watched as he stirred the onions.
“Maybe not, but it would have been worth it.” He winked at her and scooped in the garlic. Once it was cooked, he added the peppers and then the sauce. He turned. “Now where were we?”
Allison couldn’t help grinning as she let him pull her to him. She laid her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. “I like this kind of cooking.”
Nate laughed. “I must say that it’s my favorite.”
The thought of moving from that spot was too much as she looked up into his eyes. Her stomach tied in knots as Nate leaned down, his face just inches from hers. Their lips met, sending a shiver of pleasure