Daphne
There was nothing like that weird, awkward, morning after…
Nash sat slouched in his usual spot, but he was staring a hole in the table and seemed to be avoiding all eye contact, even with me. Louis, on the other hand, was ram-rod straight, and was cutting his ham steak into pieces so small a mouse could chew them, but as of yet, I’d not seen any of it go in his mouth.
I drummed my fingers on the table impatiently. Why couldn’t we just be adults and deal with this? It was kind of insane how much I already loved these two men, but really?? I opened my mouth, ready to just drop it all on the table, but Louis caught my eye and gave a little shake of his head. I snapped my mouth closed again.
“Okay,” I said, feeling irritated, “How about you start by explaining why you were cove
