Chapter 15
“This thing is never going to fit,” Nathan moaned, gasping for breath and straining.
Fury grunted, concentrating. “It’s slippin’…Hang on…”
“Fuckin’ awesome,” Nathan wheezed, but he stayed put.
“Now?” Nathan asked.
“No.” Fury adjusted, and Nathan’s world rocked.
“Now?” Nathan wheezed.
“Gotta turn the thing.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Fury chuckled. “You’re the one who wanted the biggest one.”
“Only because there’ll be room for us both!” Nathan complained.
“There will be,” Fury agreed. He bumped open the unlocked door to the apartment with his ass, and slowly eased the sofa over the threshold. Nathan held up his end of the couch, which was wider and longer than the old one, and together they maneuvered the thing into the empty space in the living room. They set the
