Chapter 52

I let myself fall on the bed, face down on the pillow. I thanked god for the fact that the room was in semi darkness because of the clouds so I didn’t have to get up and close the curtains.

"You’re no fun." he whined and I turned my back to him.

"Nate, I’m sick and I’m not in the mood for anything right now. Why are you here anyway, don’t you have anything better to do?"

"I do."

"Then why the fuck are you bugging me for?" I asked, closing my eyes, the number on the scale flashing through my mind for the hun-dredth time in the past hour.

He didn’t answer and I felt the bed dip behind me. His left arm came around my hips and he pressed his mouth against my ear:

"Because you make me happy."

"My snotty nose makes you happy?"

"Mhm."

I suddenly pulled away when his hand came over my stomach because I didn’t feel comfortable with him touching it, especially after I ate so much.