NATE
As it turned out, Leo came over that evening, after he'd dropped Quinn at her own house. I hadn't seen him in weeks, and I couldn't remember the last time he'd actually been at my house. He looked bigger than ever when he appeared in the living room where I was sitting, and that irritated me. Leo had a way of making me painfully aware that although I was technically older than him, I looked younger. I always felt immature and behind the curve when he was around.
"Nate." He hesitated in the doorway, as though he was afraid I wouldn't let him come all the way in. "You look good."
"Thanks." I motioned to the sofa. "You can sit down if you want."
He sank into the couch, right in the center, spreading out in that way he had. He just sort of sprawled, then sat forward with his elbows re
