Love At First Hate (Love At Firsts Book 2)(74)



“And you don’t find it weird or get jealous?” Olivia asks me.

“No, not anymore. I was in the beginning. I was even jealous of Haven, but the thing is, Matt is one massive flirt. He’ll flirt with anybody and everybody so I quickly learned not to get upset about it. I just find it funny now.”

“I didn’t know you were jealous of me,” Haven says, grinning.

“I was. More of the fact that you two were really close, and maybe because I wanted to be close to Matt. Or maybe just because I didn’t have many friends and wished I had more than just one friend.” I shrug.

“You’ve got plenty of friends now,” Spencer says.

“I know, and I couldn’t be happier about it. Besides the fact that Matt is awesome, having so many new friends is pretty amazing. I feel like I finally belong to a group of people. While I was a loner for most of my life, it’s good to know that I’m not completely alone anymore.”

“You’re going to make me tear up!” Olivia shouts and hugs me. Yep, she’s drunk.

An hour later and another bottle of wine down, I pay the bill, and we head out. Matt thinks we’re going home. He has no idea we’re going to his real birthday celebration now.





“Where are we going?” I ask Nate as the über driver takes us further away from home.

“You’ll see.” Nate smirks, proud of himself.

We’re all in a minivan. Frank and Olivia joined us, and I have no idea where we are going. I thought I had been good at making sure they wouldn’t throw me a surprise party, but I guess they were sneakier than I was. I’m happy there’s something more planned, but I would have been fine with just dinner. I’m just wondering what the hell they have planned and where.

“I’m afraid I’m going to have to blindfold you now, babe,” Nate says sounding way too into this.

“And why? Are you taking me to a sex club?” I smirk.

“Never. I’ll never share you,” he says with so much intensity in his voice that a shiver runs through my body. The tone he used is incredibly hot and does things to me that I didn’t know was possible.

“Well, we’ll have to use that blindfold whenever we have some time on our own.” I smirk and let him blindfold me.

“Did you forget we were here?” Spencer chuckles.

“Almost,” I say, proud of myself.

“Figured,” Haven says, and I can hear her rolling her eyes from her tone.

A few minutes later, the van stops, and Nate helps me out of it. There’s barely any noise besides from the street, so it’s not letting on to where we actually are.

Letting Nate lead me blindly, I hold onto him for dear life. The last thing I want is to face plant into the pavement. This perfect mug doesn’t need a crack in it, especially not today.

We make our way into a building and go up quite a few sets of stairs. Music is playing, but it’s deafened like it’s still in this building but far away. It’s confusing me and throwing my balance off.

“Someone else appears to be drunk!” Olivia shouts drunkenly.

“I’m not drunk. I’m blindfolded! Not the same. Although that wine went down really smooth.” I chuckle, feeling light and happy. I don’t know if the wine helped or not, but I was already pretty happy with how my day started. Nate, despite not having much experience with men, knows damn well how to use his mouth and knows how to please me. He goes straight to the point and doesn’t tease me for hours before letting me come. There’s a time and place when to spend hours sweet torturing each other, and this morning wasn’t it. We haven’t reached that point yet, but it’ll come. Not that we aren’t comfortable with one another, but Nate is still going through some issues with his family, and I didn’t want to thrust him into something he wasn’t ready for.

“We’re almost there, babe.” Nate’s sweet voice hits my ears.

“Thank f*ck for that! I’m getting too old to climb up so many flights of stairs!” I grunt as we reach the top.

“You and me both,” Haven huffs, out of breath.

“I guess we’ll have to work on your cardio,” Spencer says, chuckling as he probably pinched her ass if the squeal she let out is anything to go by.

“No sex for you tonight!” Haven shouts.

“Yeah, right. Like you’ll be able to resist my hotness,” Spencer scoffs.

“He’s right,” Haven says, sounding defeated.

“Are you ready, babe?” Nate asks me.

“As ready as I’ll ever be. Am I going to hate you?” I ask before we step into the unknown.

“Hopefully not. It’s nothing I would be against if you were to do it for me.”

“That’s reassuring.” I smile, confidently and let him walk me in.

As he takes the blindfold off, the bright light blinds me, and I hear a lot of people shout ‘Happy Birthday Matt’. So far, I have no idea who is there, but I’m happy that they put something together despite me not wanting them to. Not because I don’t want to grow old, just because I don’t want people to feel like they have to come to my birthday or buy me something.

It takes my vision a minute to settle, but once it does, I see my entire family and our friends.

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