Chase's friends called me Nia on the surface, but in reality, they had never respected me much. They called every girlfriend Chase had the same way.
But Nolan was different. He had never called me Nia. In fact, he used to look down on me with his nose in the air.
Now, however, he came running over eagerly. "Nia!"
I didn't even look at him. "Beat it."
Nolan answered comically, "Yes, ma'am."
Then he actually started "beating" himself.
Everyone's jaws practically dropped.
I couldn't help it and laughed, rather unkindly.
It took me a long while to realize that, in order to keep Nolan from noticing I was laughing at him, my head had unknowingly leaned against Chase's chest.
I was so startled that I sprang away instantly.
I blamed myself, but my expression remained especially calm. "Wh
