“I am coming hold your horses.” Nick yelled when he heard someone ringing bell like their a*s was on fire or a mad dog was chasing after them. The endless possibilities.
“Hey tube light, how are you? It’s been a while since I last saw you.” Nick grunted as Hannah called him with that lame nickname, again.
Oh, how much he despised that name. But who was giving a f**k about his opinion? Surely not Hannah. Besides, the nick name was anything but lame. Hannah had quite a theory behind him calling that one which was a shared secret between her and Amber. To Hannah, Nick was like a fused tube light whose feelings for Emily were literally obvious, as if he wore them upon his sleeves.
And if not that his heart eyes that he would always shoot her way, damn, clear that even a blind would be abl
