#Chapter165

A crazy thing called love

Nash

Between work and helping Maddie, I came home and crashed on my bed. It’s not that I don’t mind helping, but I needed sleep.

An hour into my nap, my phone kept ringing. I grabbed it off the nightstand and put it to my ear. “Hello?”

Nash, I’m sorry to bother you.

I lifted my head, sat up, and rubbed my eyes. “What’s wrong, baby?”

I need help. I’m in so much pain and can’t reach my parents. Maddie cried on the other end. Please, Nash.

“Give me a few minutes, and I’ll be over.” I hung up, pulled on my sneakers, then...