#Chapter 458: Two-Way Ticket

Nina I walked down the street, taking in the fresh afternoon air. It was going to get even hotter today, and my pool at home was already calling to me. I slipped my phone out of my pocket and texted Enzo: “Where are you at?” “Sports shop,” he replied a few moments later. “Needed some things.” I almost rolled my eyes, but couldn’t help but smile. ‘Needed some things,’ he had said. I had been with him long enough to know that ‘needed some things’ was actually code for ‘fangirling over new hockey supplies’. “On my way,” I quickly typed back before sliding my phone back into my pocket and making my way to the store. Upon entering, the distinct scent of leather and equipment immediately filled my senses. The shop was a familiar place, one where Enzo often came to browse or buy new gear. I spotted him at the far end of the store, trying on a pair of new hockey gloves. “I think you might prefer the leather in these ones,” the shop owner, Derrick, said as he handed Enzo an