The cab stops at Nate's place.
He moved to a fancy flat. And he was right. His apartment is huge. It's also decorated impeccably with nice new furniture. Big paintings on the wall. A huge flatscreen TV. A nice fireplace. A fluffy white rug. Huge white couches surrounding a wooden coffee table. Everything looks expensive. Everything looks new. The only piece of furniture that's familiar is the green couch in the balcony. Yes, he has a big balcony.
I toss my jacket on the couch, still looking around. Nate is staring at me, his hands in the pockets of his pants. He's wearing one of those Bob Marley graphic tees and grey sweatpants. Casual looks cute on him.
"Nice place." I comment.
"Thanks." He smiles. "What do you want? Coffee? Tea? Wine?"
"I want a shower." I say. "Thanks for letting m
