Chapter 276
Katniss hesitated for a moment with her phone in hand, then bit her lip and made the call. I couldn't help but admire the current level of technology. The monitoring device's listening function has always been very powerful. Through the earpiece, I could clearly hear Katniss' voice on the phone, even though she hadn't answered yet. I knew she must be calling Nathan because I hadn't received any calls from Katniss all day, not even a missed call.
Perhaps Katniss was too close to my monitoring device when she made the call. This time, I clearly heard the phone connect and then the sound of Nathan's greeting.
After the call connected, Katniss remained silent, and Nathan spoke first.
"Can you hear me talking?"
After the call connected, Katniss remained silent, biting her lip and looking very nervous. After Nathan spoke on the other end and heard no response, he thought there might be a problem with the phone or signal, so he had to ask again.
"Can... can you hear me?"
After hesitating for a while, Katniss finally replied to Nathan.
"What's wrong? Katniss."
Upon hearing Katniss' voice, Nathan called out her name. Their relationship was too sensitive at the moment, so even when Katniss called, he couldn't be sure it was her on the other end. Hearing Katniss' voice, Nathan's tone couldn't help but show a hint of relief, but it wasn't just ordinary relief. There was a touch of excitement and anticipation in Nathan's voice.
"Can you come back now?"
Katniss bit her lower lip until it turned red, hesitated for a long time, and then somewhat shyly said with a hint of hesitation in her voice. It seemed difficult for her to speak, as before they had a physical relationship, there was hardly any verbal communication between them. Usually, desire clouded their minds, mutual attraction led to silent passion. So, for Katniss to take the initiative to ask Nathan to come back for intimacy using words was a first.
"Of course, I'll come back right away."
Initially, Nathan's voice on the phone was quite gentle. But when Katniss asked if he could come back, he didn't know if it was due to excitement or agitation. He blurted out, "Of course," and his voice suddenly raised a lot. However, after saying this, he seemed to realize his loss of composure, and the volume of his words lowered, but they still carried a sense of longing and urgency.
Upon hearing Nathan's response, Katniss's face blushed even more. She just responded softly, and then the two didn't speak anymore, as if they were both waiting for the other to hang up first.
Watching the two lovers cling to each other on the phone, it felt like they were a couple deeply in love at that moment.
"Is Kevin at home?"
Realizing the call hadn't been disconnected yet, the now calm Nathan couldn't help but ask the question he was most concerned about.
"No," Katniss replied briefly.
"Right, he's at work during the day. Look at my memory. Let's hang up. I'll finish up the work on the island and then come back."
Nathan seemed to suddenly realize something, as if he had genuinely forgotten.
In fact, Nathan had known all along, but he was just uneasy. At the same time, he could also indirectly probe Katniss about the purpose of him coming back home. If I'm not at home, what would he do by going back? I could roughly guess the reason.
After saying this, Katniss hung up the phone, placed it on the cabinet, and sat on the bed breathing heavily, as if she had just engaged in vigorous exercise. She touched her cheeks with both hands, feeling that her face was very hot at the moment. Suppressing her inner shyness during the phone call, Katniss might not have had the courage to call Nathan back home under normal circumstances. Perhaps it was the urgent need for intimacy in her heart that gave her the determination and courage.
During the phone call, Katniss could suppress her urgent breathing and emotions. After hanging up, all the urgency she had endured for a long time now surfaced.
Katniss waited at home, feeling a bit restless. She glanced at the time on the wall, realizing it was almost noon and she hadn't eaten anything yet. Since Nathan said he would finish up work on the island before coming back, she decided to make lunch during this time.
As time passed by, Katniss absentmindedly prepared the meal. She sat at the dining table eating, seeming unable to swallow much. After all, she had no appetite in her current state.
Just as Katniss had taken a few bites, she heard the sound of the door unlocking, indicating Nathan had a key.
Upon hearing the unlocking sound, Katniss stopped chewing, looking at the still closed door with a hint of nervousness and fear in her eyes. However, when the door opened and revealed Nathan's figure, Katniss couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Normally, Katniss wouldn't be so nervous when Nathan came back. Her anxiety might have been because she thought it might not be Nathan returning at that time, but perhaps me coming back, or Michael and Sophia coming to visit her. Regardless of whether it was me or Michael and Sophia returning, it meant the end of her and Nathan's afternoon appointment.
It's no wonder Katniss was nervous. She didn't expect Nathan to come back so early, as he had said there was work to finish on the island. But now Nathan was back. Calculating the time from when Katniss hung up the phone to when Nathan entered, it was only half an hour. I had traveled back and forth between the island and home many times, so I knew the time it took for Nathan to return home. Nathan must have set off immediately after hanging up the phone, without actually needing to finish any work as mentioned during the call.
Perhaps there was work to finish, but Nathan left it behind and came home to Katniss.
"You haven't finished your meal yet."
After Nathan opened the door, he cautiously peeked in as if he were an intruder breaking in, sneaking around. Perhaps he was afraid of coming home and seeing me or someone else, as Nathan was now aware that his relationship with Katniss was an unethical one. Otherwise, there would be no need for such restraint and nervousness.
Seeing only Katniss eating alone, Nathan straightened up his bowed figure, squeezed out a smile, stood at the door, and asked Katniss while changing his shoes, "Just ate, have you eaten?"
After Katniss breathed a sigh of relief, she glanced at Nathan and quickly avoided his gaze, lowering her head to continue eating, concealing her inner shyness. For someone who had always been passive before, she seemed unaccustomed to being proactive at the moment.
"Eating, not yet."
Nathan had initially wanted to say he had already eaten, but in the end, he had to tell the truth. He rushed back home after hanging up the phone, so it would be strange if he had time to cook and eat. Perhaps Nathan didn't feel like eating, but seeing the meal Katniss had personally prepared on the table and thinking about the physical activity they would engage in later that afternoon, it was the most sensible choice to replenish his energy.
"Then let's eat together."
Initially, Katniss wanted to follow Nathan's lead and invite him to eat together, but midway through her sentence, she changed her tone, as if Nathan's early arrival was more fortunate than rushed. She went along with it, masking the last remnants of embarrassment in her heart.
Nathan didn't have any other words. Seemingly unaware of the change in Katniss' tone, he happily went to wash his hands in the bathroom and then sat at the dining table to start eating.
The table where they ate was not the usual dining table I used when I came home, but a small table placed near the kitchen in the living room.
The table was small, with one side against the wall and very narrow on both sides, only allowing one person to sit on the other side for a meal.
When Nathan approached the table, he could only sit next to Katniss due to the narrowness of the table. Katniss had been sitting in the middle of the table before Nathan entered the bathroom to wash his hands. By the time he came out, Katniss had moved her bowl to the side, leaving a bit of space for Nathan and even setting up a set of utensils for him.
In a normal household, these actions would be nothing out of the ordinary. However, in my household with Katniss and Nathan's special relationship, Katniss's actions seemed very considerate towards Nathan.
Sitting next to Katniss, Nathan's and Katniss' bodies were almost pressed together due to the narrow table. Luckily, both Katniss and Nathan were right-handed eaters. If one of them were left-handed, would there have been physical contact while eating? Originally, Katniss ate slowly with little appetite, but now her eating speed had increased compared to before Nathan arrived. Nathan, on the other hand, had already sped up his eating pace from the beginning, much faster than when I was at home. I wondered if Nathan was really hungry or just eager to finish eating to save time for the limited afternoon.
Normally, a meal that would take 20 minutes to finish was completed in just 10 minutes by both of them. After finishing their meal, they both instinctively looked at each other, but neither expected the other to do the same. When their eyes met, they quickly looked away, Katniss avoiding Nathan's gaze and promptly getting up to clean up the tableware, while Nathan went to the bathroom to urinate. After Nathan finished, he walked to the sink and saw the set of toiletries we had prepared for him at home. Initially, he wanted to leave, but upon seeing the toiletries and thinking about the passionate activities that might happen later, he hesitated, took the toiletries, and began to meticulously wash up—washing his face, hands, and brushing his teeth without missing a step.
Seeing Nathan meticulously preparing himself, it seemed like he was getting ready for the passionate intimacy that would follow. Brushing his teeth might have been in preparation for kissing Katniss later.
On the other hand, after finishing tidying up the table, Katniss started washing the dishes. Once done, she began cleaning the house. After Nathan finished washing up, he came out of the bathroom to see Katniss continuously cleaning. Nathan sat on the couch watching TV, but his eyes also showed eagerness. If not for the lessons he had learned from eating Katniss's food before, Nathan would have already made a move on Katniss.
As time passed, both of them were eagerly anticipating what was to come. When their expectations reached the same height, they both looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and my work time was getting closer. Their time alone together was becoming shorter.
After looking at the clock together, they realized the urgency of time and once again, instinctively looked at each other. This time, their inner desires didn't shy away from their gaze. They just looked at each other. Nathan sat on the couch, the TV still playing, but he was watching Katniss, not the TV. Katniss still held a mop in her hand, having already mopped the floor in the morning. However, she still held the mop, which now seemed unnecessary, frozen in her hand.
I seemed to see a thread of desire connecting their gazes across the room.
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