“You’re both crazy.” I laugh. “But I love you. Now, good night.”
Chapter Four
Nathan
“Get your ass up, you stinking bastard!” shouts my best friend, Nova.
I groan, my head pounding like a bitch.
Whoosh!
The sunlight streams in, hitting my face and worsening the hammering in my brain. The sheets around my waist get torn next. “The fuck!”
Blocking the stinging rays, I blink my eyes open to a disgusted Nova staring me down. He’s not alone. His wife’s pet dog, Fire, who’s taken a shine to him and replaced me as his best friend, bares his teeth at me.
I arch a brow. “Do you really have to take him everywhere with you?”
“Cover your dick first.”
“Why don’t you take a look first?” I jab, making no move and hoping he’d leave me alone. “You sure seemed eager when you ripped the blanket off.”
He lowers the chihuahua to the bed near my left ankle. Snapping his fingers, he commands, “Hump.”
The damn thing straddles my feet and starts at once. “Jesus! Fuck!”
I shrug him off until he slumps on his side, before jumping from the bed like my ass is on fire. Hives break out on my skin.
A laughing Nova picks up the rugrat.
“You’re a good boy, aren’t you?” he coos at his dog in crime. “I’ll give you a treat when we get home.”
“What has Rosalie done to you, man?”
“Seriously, cover your balls before I ask him to take a bite.”
I stalk toward the adjoined bathroom, snagging my sweatpants along the way. After doing my business and washing my hands, I reenter the room.
“Did you wash the house in booze or something?” Nova taunts, circling my bedroom.
“I gave you a spare key for an emergency.”
“You drowning yourself in liquor and hiding from me constitutes an emergency.” Tilting his head, he shares, “Also, I rang the doorbell a thousand times. You and Rose can give each other competition in sleeping like the dead. At least my wife looks like an angel I can stare at for hours.”
“Why don’t you go do that?”
“She woke up early,” he replies disappointedly. Glaring at me, he scowls. “Instead of reaping the benefits of the once-in-a-blue-moon situation, I’m here taking care of your ass.”
“I didn’t ask.” I head for the door. “Go home to your wife.”
“I didn’t drive all the way out here at the ass crack of dawn just for you to throw me out.” He follows me into the hallway. “You’re done avoiding me, Nathan.”
“I’ve been busy.”
“You’re spiraling, man.”
“I’m fine.”
“The fuck you are,” Nathan accuses. “Come on, talk to me.”
