“Sugar?” I questioned, dipping a spoon into the sugar container.

“No.” Kade shook his head, swooping the cup of black coffee up off of the counter.

“Do you wa-”

“I’ll be back late tonight,” he cut off my sentence, already halfway out of the kitchen.

Hearing the front door shut, I let out a small sigh, handing towards the living room where Nick sat.

Kade and I were now officially in a state of ‘don't ask ...