Chapter 14
Leo
I send the text to Nash and wait.
Inviting him to my apartment is a huge step for me.
For us.
I look around my apartment. The living room is spacious and modern. I have a large television mounted on the wall and two black leather couches facing it. I don’t care for art or clutter, so I keep it simple.
Nash: I’m here
The text comes through, and I grow excited. Soon enough, Nash knocked on my door. When I open the door, I lick my lips at the sight of him.
He’s wearing baggy gray sweats and a tight-fitting Stallions black t-shirt.
“Come in,” I offer.
He steps inside and looks around.
“You have a nice apartment,” he admires.
We walk further inside, and Nash moves to a large section of my apartment that is secretly my favorite spot. I have a love for reading, something most people don’t know about me.
He begins searching through my books. He pulls out a book, but I can’t see what it is.
“Is this Twilight?” Nash asks, laughing.
I walk over and take the book from him. “Yes.” I put it back on the shelf.
Nash smiles. “Like the Twilight with vampires and wolves?”
He’s enjoying this moment way too much.
“It’s a very popular book,” I argue.
To be fair, this is my second copy. I fell into the Twilight mania when the book first came out. I am a die-hard Edward fan. I mean, what gay guy doesn’t love a hot vampire who sparkles in the sunlight?
“Yes, if you are a teenage girl,” Nash quips.
I shake my head. “Well, it was nice having you over. Time to leave,” I say.
Nash just laughs again. “I saw the movies, but never read the books. I am team Jacob,” he tells me.
My mouth falls open, and I act wounded. “Ok, I guess we need to end this friendship now. I am team Edward.”
“You and Talia would get along. She’s team Edward, too,” Nash notes. He smiles softly at me, enjoying our banter.
It’s nice to see this funny side of him.
“You know, Axel had a huge crush on Bella when he was a teenager,” I tell him.
Axel is one of our teammates who is married, but has a quirk about talking about himself in the third person.
“Axel loves Bella. Axel loves hockey,” I mock, sounding like Axel.
We move into the living room and sit down on the couch. I’ve got another hockey game to play, and we'll start watching. I keep stealing glances at Nash. He looks so carefree right now, and I never want this moment to end. I like having him in my apartment. In my home.
It feels right.