I
can’t help smiling; Marisa is wonderful friend to have on my side. What’s more
it would probably be a good idea.
“If
you don’t want to come to my house, maybe I can come to yours. I can hide in
the closet to see what happens when Nick comes to see you. Because I guarantee
if he doesn’t come tonight, he will come tomorrow.”
“Stop
it, Marisa. He got his revenge—he made me endure two hours of an atrocious
movie.”
“I
doubt he’ll be content with that. I know my brother. He will want to get to the
heart of things, and you better be ready to fight.”
We
hug and part ways. If only I knew how right she was. I find out an hour later
when Nick rings at my door.
“Good
evening, my beloved,” he says cheerfully, but it doesn’t fool me. “I couldn’t
resist the urge to see you. I couldn’t
