A FEW DAYS later, I was walking through the courtyard when I heard someone shout my name.
“Nickie!” Devon called again, causing me to turn. I watched him cross the courtyard, not bothering to yell back. He approached quickly, jogging smoothly.
“I’ve been watching for you. Can I convince you to come to my place? We can find something for dinner and watch a film if you’d like.” I looked at him for a second, wondering why he really wanted me to come. I knew food and a film weren’t what he had on his mind. After a couple seconds, I realized he probably wanted to talk about attempting to shift. That wasn’t something we could discuss out in the open.
“Sure. Let me run up and change into something more comfortable. I’ll be right down.” I watched him only long enough to see him nod before hur
