CHAPTER TWELVE
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NICK ARRIVED HALF AN hour shy of midnight. Adam directed his friend through his booby traps, so Nick managed to go through them unscathed.
Standing behind Adam, Diane watched the men bumping fists, tapping one another on the shoulders, and then sharing a manly hug, without shame. A smile fleeted on Diane's lips. The bond between Adam and Nick looked strong. When Nick’s eyes rested on her, Adam took Diane's hand and pulled her to him.
“Diane, this is Nick. Nick – Diane,” he made the introductions but didn’t let go of her hand.
Nick noticed and smirked at him. Adam felt awkward but didn’t care too much. He preferred feeling embarrassing than having Diane falling head over heels with his friend.
Nick looked like a bear, but Adam knew women had always found him ve
