"Jules, things have gotten a bit complicated," I finally confessed to her, hoping she'd understand the awkward situation I had put myself in.
After a moment of silence, Jules chimed in, "No, Penn, it's not Nate who's making things complicated. It's you. I heard that Nate made his intentions clear, but you contradicted him, and Nate noticed that too. You've got to stand your ground. Trust me on this, I know Nate Lexson like the back of my hand; we go way back. He's a good cop, a good man, and deep down, he yearns for the classic American dream - you know, a house with a white picket fence, two and a half kids, a dog, and a woman who can match his insatiable passion, which, by the way, is said to be off the charts. He's been searching for that special someone for what seems like ages, putt
