Chapter 82

NATHAN

Minutes later, she gets up.

"Damn... it's almost eleven."

"Do you have any plans?"

"Yes."

"Yes?" I shrug. She's not going to tell me what? Or with whom?

"I thought you had kicked me out and hated me and thought I was a bitch."

"That's in the past, we made up."

"Idiot." She smiles. So beautiful.

"Come here." I pull her back to me, laying her head on my chest. "Why did you drink so much?" She looks at me and rolls her eyes. "It's a simple question."

"Ryan... I wasn't keeping track of how much I drank. I was happy to see my old friends and relieved that we sorted things out."

"It was hard to restrain myself; you were teasing me the whole time. Making jokes about me being difficult and bathing you." She laughs.

"Me?"

"You also said things I liked. Maybe they'll come in handy later."

"What things?"

"I'm not giving you that satisfaction."

"That's not fair. You can't take anything I said into account."

"Drunk people always tell the truth, Collins."

"Of course. Because it suits you now