“i need a wingman?” nate asked with a little smile playing against his lips that kit tried his damnedest not to see. it was too endearing to stand.

“no way he’s passing this up,” kit disagreed. he didn’t even know why he’d bother disagreeing. everyone knew nathan keyes better than kit knew nathan keyes… these guys had been living with nate for much longer, had witnessed his dating habits and his flirting habits and his friendship habits. all of that.