“Nate, seriously. Get out of this room so you don’t get sick. You have an early morning flight.”
His face drops. “Fuck. I’m not leaving you like this.”
I point to the door. “Leo will be home, I’ll be fine, and if it’s anything like Claud, this will pass by morning. Dinnertime at the latest.”
The doorbell rings, and Skye jumps out of bed. We both freeze, wondering who could be here, and then realize it at the same time.
Harrison.
He’s mentioned dropping off the new puppy today or tomorrow until he’s ready to surprise Juliette.
Nate turns to answer the door. “You’d better bring that cute puppy up here before he goes next door to Leo’s,” I call out.
He gives me a thumbs-up, then jogs down the steps.
Skye suddenly starts barking wildly, and I frown.
That’s not like her.
Oh no, does she hate the puppy?
“What the fuck?” I hear Nate’s voice boom across the apartment.
“Nate?” I yell down the stairs.
“Stay upstairs,” he snaps.
Wondering what’s going on. I’m about to get out of bed, because how could I stay upstairs when there’s something going on? Then the door slams, and Nate comes back upstairs.
“What happened? Where’s Harrison?”
“It was that guy again, this time with four other people, looking for Owen’s apartment. Leo spoke to Owen recently and told him that you’re living here now, and we can’t have random ass men coming onto our floor. It shouldn’t have happened again.”
“Has it happened before?”
He shrugs. “Here and there. More late-night when everyone’s fucked up.”
“Are you guys decent?” Leo calls from downstairs.
“Enter at your own risk,” I shout.
He climbs the steps, then frowns at me in bed. “Are you sick?”
“Got the bug Claud had.”
Leo’s eyes widen, and he steps back slowly, causing me to chuckle.
He turns to Nate. “Owen just texted. He wants us to come down for an apology drink.”
“Fuck that.”
“Nate, go. Make peace with your neighbor. I’m about to pass out at any minute.”
“She’s right, it’s a small building, and even though he’s in the wrong, let him make up for it. We’ll stay for one drink. I have a hot date with…”
We all wait, and only when I realize he has no idea who it is, I burst out laughing. “You don’t even know her name, do you?”
Leo bites his lip, smirking, his cheeky dimples on full display. “I’m sure it’s somewhere in our text chain.”
