Nate's POV

Waking up, in that moment, was so fulfilling. My heart melted at the sight of her beautiful, lean body next to mine. She had kicked off the blankets a bit so the morning light caught the small of her back perfectly. Her left leg was wrapped up with my right. And her arms were pressed under her tiny chest. She lay there so carelessly, sleeping without a fear of anything. I froze at the thought of 'anything'. What if 'anything' were to happen? What if she had woken up first, would she have left? My thoughts were put to a stop when she suddenly moved around. She turned her head to face me and opened her eyelids carefully. She blinked a few times until she was wide awake. "Hey" I whispered, taking a strain of hair and putting it behind her ear. She answered with a smile. I could feel her body heating up from the winter sun. Even though my body was frozen with cold from the lack of heating in my room. "I'm glad I went to eat ice cream" she said. The whole story was so tiring when she had told it to me but now I could feel the sweetness of it fill my veins. "Really?," I kinked my left brow and continued on, "me too" I said kissing her forehead. We smiled at each other. This feeling felt so warm and fuzzy. I never knew 'love' could mean this… Love, the sound of it made me sigh. "What's wrong?" she asked; frowning. "I love you" I said leaning in to kiss her softly. "I love you too" she whispered as she looked up at me and smiled another smile. We kissed and it felt just as good as last night's. It was different though. Last night was so filled with passion. We both couldn't wait to get under each other's clothes and to just do it. Even though I didn't want to push her into anything but it felt right, just, perfect. With Jenny it felt perfect. Mid way through ripping each others clothes off; we tripped over my coffee table. We were there on the floor, both of us trying not to laugh. I was thinking it'd be a buzz kill for her and she'd want to stop but when I tried to just get up she pushed me down and starting kissing my torso. Moving her lips around my chest made me swoon. I lifted her up to where I was and rolled her to her back so that I'd be on top. We were now a little less passionate but a little more loving. I kept telling her repeatedly, whispering into her ear; "I am the one". And just then; I was. And she was mine too. The only one in that moment for me. The rug was scratching badly and so I almost got burns on my back. But I didn't care; because when I'd look down at them I'd see Jenny. I'd be greeted by the most beautiful smile in the whole wide world. And not the pain of the scar nor the thought of losing everything could change that. Just then she was.