The Morning after never gets old, the Morning after with Nate Never gets old, Nate doesn't get old. I can't believe I have left him so many times before. I am so ashamed of myself. I love him. He means the absolute world to me, and he always has and always will. I might not realise this in the future but I will always love him. In my eyes he is perfect. He continues to amaze me day after day, night after night and not just in bed either. I snuggled closer to Nate. I want to feel his bare chest. He's not the boy he used to be. He's so much more man, more muscle, more tone-age and the best part is. It's all Nate and it's all mine to have. Yum. Nate's grip tightens around my waist as i push myself up again my chest. I softly grown.