Love At First Hate (Love At Firsts Book 2)(53)

Me: Should I be worried? :p

Nate: No, we’re just chatting and having a drink.

Me: I’m glad you’re comfortable enough with Spence now.

Nate: He has good advice.

Me: I know, and you have a similar story. It’ll help you in the area where I can’t.

Nate: Trust me, babe, you’ve helped me more than I could have asked for these past couple of months.

Me: I’m glad I could, and you did too. Have a drink for me.

Nate: Will do. I love you.

Me: I love you too.

Nate managed to make my dick twitch and my heart skip a couple of beats with just text messages.

I’m glad he’s having drinks with Spencer and talking to him. They really have a similar past in the way that neither of their families accepted them for who they chose to love. Even though Spencer turned out straight and is marrying Haven, he still went through the trouble of having to confess to his parents that at the time, he was into men.

A knock on the door brings me out of my thoughts. I groan because I have to put something decent on. I do enjoy spending time lounging around my place naked, and hotel rooms are no different.

I slip on a pair of sweatpants and walk to the door. I look through the peephole and see nothing but darkness. Whoever knocked on the door is blocking the view. It could mean two things: it’s either someone who wants to harm me or it’s Haven or maybe Gabby wanting to bother me.

“Who is it?” I shout through the door.

“Your worst nightmare…” a creepy voice greets me.

“Haven, what a surprise,” I say as I open the door.

“How did you know?” she pouts, annoyed that I figured it was her.

“Because you did the exact same to me on Halloween last year.” I chuckle.

“Oh, I did. Ah well, I brought cake and figured you would want some company.” She grins and walks in.

“Why would I want some company?”

“Charming!” she huffs.

“I’m joking.”

“Sure, sure, I got a text from Spencer saying that he would be late because he’s having drinks with Nate and he wasn’t himself. I figured it either meant you two had a fight and thus, you’d want cake, or maybe he was still annoyed by Lindsey, and you’d be annoyed too so you’d want cake. Besides, who can say no to cake!”

“Too many cakes in one sentence, babe.” I chuckle and get plates from the bar area.

“Which one is it?” she asks impatiently.

“The latter. He needs time to process what he’s going to say to his parents when he comes out.”

“So he’s going to come out?” She’s stunned.

“Yes.” I smile.

“I’m so happy for you two.” She hugs me, and I hug her back.

“Thanks, gorgeous. I hope his family won’t mess with him too much.” I blow out a breath.

“I know you’ll be there for him if such a thing happens.”

“I will.” I smile at her and see that she brought enough cake to feed five people. Mind you, once Haven and I dig into a cake, there’s no telling when we’ll stop. Little hint, usually there’s none left, much to Spencer’s despair.

I tell her all about our make out session in the elevator and Lindsey seeing us and threatening Nate, and about mine and Nate's talk about our mutual feelings for each other. One thing about Haven, she’ll always be there to listen to you. I don’t always have a lot to tell her about my private life because not much was happening when I was still with John, but I’m glad she’s letting me talk on and on about how I feel about what’s going on. It’s a relief to have a friend like her in my life, and I’m glad Nate has that with Spencer. It’s a relief that he has someone to talk to about his worries and concerns.





I didn’t think today could get any worse.

Hearing Lindsey’s conversation was already enough to f*ck with my mood for the day, but seeing her in the elevator as Matt and I were making out was the last nail in the coffin I’ve slowly buried myself in.

One of the few people I didn’t want to know about Matt and she knows, and I’m not sure what to do about it. I know where I stand with Matt. I love him, there’s no doubt or questions about that. I’m just worried about what my family could do to Matt. That’s really all I worry about. Knowing them, they’d go after Matt instead of trying to hurt me.

Let’s just hope that Lindsey will keep her promise to wait until the Bahamas trip next month to tell my parents about it. Not that I’m planning on going, but at least it gives me some time to prepare how I want to break the news to my parents. I know they’ll still try to get me to marry her or any other woman that could bring them whatever it is that they are after, but I need to get it off of my chest. It’s been long enough, and I want to start living my life with Matt without the fear of bumping into one of my family members.

Matt has been really patient and understanding with me, and I couldn’t be happier than to know that he feels the same way for me as I do for him. It’s such an amazing and overwhelming feeling to know that you are loved and it’s reciprocated. I was scared shitless that he wouldn’t love me or at least not feel it as soon.

I hate the fact that I left Matt on his own after all he’s done for me and the support he’s given me, but I needed some time to reflect on everything. It’s a lot to take in. I never expected today to go the way it did, and it got the best of me.