Her change in posture spoke volumes to him. Maybe she had only requested his presence to see how much older he’d gotten or so he could see how well she was doing without him (which by the looks of it wasn’t very well). But somewhere deep down she remembered him, and he made her feel something. Whether it was good or bad she had not yet reached the tone of indifference.

“Who wouldn’t try to get in your pants?” Maybe she needed a boost of confidence. He could blow her horn, and other things. Had she been with other men? A large part of Nathan had always hoped the drugs kept her too busy to fuck anyone else after he left. 
He finally let his gaze drift from her. The hospital room was dreary and white, and the white tile was, as anticipated, speckled with beige, as if beige was a color. The layout wasn’t what he had imagined. Is protocol to send someone experiencing withdraw to a psychiatric hospital? Here 

Nathaniel had thought prison was the first step. But then he remembered the means Marcy came from. The Burke’s bathed in it and made sure everyone knew it.
His eyes returned to hers as she mentioned his well-being represented on FOX. Oh, had she seen Alina? “Being the most searched man on Google has its perks,”

Not really. That was a lie. The travel and experience was great, but as a hot, yet very cold, blooded Aquarius, he wanted nothing to do with the leash he felt put on him by responsibilities and security. Nathan was barely left alone long enough to get head, let alone enjoy a vacation. Of course, over the course of four plus years he had come to accept the things he had given up. He told himself many times a day ‘You made this decision, you made your bed, now lay in it’. 

But what was the alternative? Would he have ever stopped messing around? Would he have even graduated? It was a miracle, truly, that he was able to make it through, by society’s standards, unscathed. By his own standards, very lost. 

He had 2,000 dollar suits but that was never the kind of thing that impressed Marcy.

“I thought you might not remember me, so I went for the nostalgic sleep-deprived college-senior.”