Nate River Novels & Stories

River curved down her lips with sadness. Natasha could be a genius, but she could not realize that River was just having fun. “These are natural. I took them from my mom.” She informed River. “Oh. I wish I had a mom with green eyes,” River quipped. “Why? You have beautiful grey color. Your eyes are perfect… Mr?” “River. I am River Brower.” River at once extended her arm to introduce herself. “Nice meeting you, River. You look like a great company.” Natasha shook River’s hand.

Nate nods understandably, with a glint of desire in his blue eyes. "Is it your first time here?" Nate queries, shuffling closer to River- almost speaking directly in his ear. "Yeah, I uh, don't get out much believe it or not." River chuckles, and a cunning glint flashes across Nate's eyes. "Handsome guy like you?" Nate raises an eyebrow in scepticism, and River's eyes widen in reaction to his compliment. "I-I-," River begins sputtering. "Oh, shit, you're not gay. I'm so sorry!" Nate expresses with a sudden look of mortification masking his features.