Chapter 42 Drunk
- “Might be best you don’t say it then,” Gomez suggested, his eyes narrowing.
- Fuck. Nate didn’t want to get on Gomez’s bad side.
- “Might be. However, I’ve still gotta look in the mirror at myself after tonight and like what I see. So I’m gonna say it. Elle isn’t a girl looking for a good time. She’s not the type you fuck and leave. She’s the type you hold on tight to. And you don’t let go.”