Kiss me

“Do you still visit your father?” Kayden asked as he sat on the stool. The bartender brought the bottle of wine they had ordered and two wine glasses for the gentlemen.

“Yes,” Sebastian responded while raising the bottle to pour himself a drink, and he poured some for Kayden too. “I do, and Mother doesn’t like it, she wants me to stop going to see him.”

“Then why don’t you stop?” He asked while taking his glass from the table. “Your mother suffered in the hands of that man, talking about him makes me recall Crystal’s ex-boyfriend, I understand if she wants you to stop.”

“I am almost thirty. I am old enough to know what’s best for me,” Sebastian said as he sipped from the glass. “No matter what I say or do, that madman is still my father, like you would always say, the dirty blood of a criminal would never wash away that easily.”

“I didn’t mean that,” Kayden said shaking his head in refusal.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t take it to heart.” Sebastian chuckled as he emptied the cup, and he