Chapter 46
Chapter Forty-Six
WYATT
“Why are we here?” Jaden stands behind the chair at our table at Frisco’s where we’re having lunch.
When I got up this morning and saw Nash in bed next to me, my first thought was that I hope I didn’t ruin everything.
My second thought was I need to tell someone, so I sent out an emergency SOS text to the guys asking them to meet me here.
“Yeah, didn’t you get back into town after midnight last night?” I did, and I didn’t go to sleep until nearly five AM, but that’s not why we’re here.
“I called an emergency meeting because I slept with Nash last night. And I decided on Frisco’s because I thought we needed to take a break from just getting together to lift weights.”
“Whoa,” half the table exclaims.
I look around at them, confused. “You guys did want to lift weights today?”
Jaden looks at Colin. “Is this man actually concussed right now?”
Colin, who has his head in his hands, just says, “Dude.”
When I don’t say anything else, Noah speaks up. “You slept with Nash?”
I hang my head, not in shame, but in the face of reality. “Yes.”
“And she knows you still don’t have a signed contract with the Hurricanes? That you could be forced to go anywhere?”
“Yes, and I told her that.”
“Is she okay with that?”
“She said she was…” I mutter.
Utensils clatter as Jaden points an accusing finger at me. “If you hurt her, I swear to–” I only have a millisecond to wonder what the hell that’s about before Colin is speaking again.
“That’s kind of a dick move.”
“I told her before we even started that I was still planning on leaving eventually.”
“You waited until you literally had her in your bed to remind her that you’re leaving? And you expected her to be like ‘no, wait, that’s actually a deal breaker for me’ in the moment?”
The waitress comes up with a huge black tray and starts doling out our meals. Jaden’s looks like a dessert: pancakes piled high with whipped cream and sugary fruit. Mine is almost all meat, plus hash browns and two eggs over medium. We all thank her after she asks us if everything looks right.
Colin takes the first chance to rip back into me when she steps away. “And now you’re tangling friendship and feelings and sex all together.”
I try to defend myself while cutting a bite of the whites off my egg. “Only until the end of this upcoming weekend after Henry’s wedding.”
“Oh my God,” they cry.
“This is not going to be that easy to untangle, man. You’re not going to snap your fingers and have everything go back to normal.” Colin cuts his pancakes as he speaks.
I chuff. “Nash is my best friend. Has been for almost a decade. Nothing could come between us.” And so what if the love I’ve been harboring for her for years is sitting right at the surface now?
So what if I thought she didn’t feel a spark when we kissed, and now I’m both blessed and cursed with the knowledge that she did and she still does?
Everything is going to be fine. I pop the whole egg yolk in my mouth at once, chew, and swallow.
“Not even sex. We’ll get it out of our system this week and go back to normal after the wedding. We promised.”
“Well, enjoy the wedding because next up will be your funeral,” Colin says, taking a huge bite of his food.