Chapter 32

Lyla

The black liquid quietly pours into the small white ceramic mug. I lift the mug up and walk over to the dining room table, placing it just before Chance.

"Thanks Lyla."

"Sure thing."

Walking over to the sofa, I begin picking up all the toys Adrianna had scattered in the living room when she was showing them to Chance.

"I can help with that. Kinda my fault she brought them all out here." I look up from grabbing the ones that fell and went under the couch and look at Chance whom has moved into the living room like a ninja.

"Yeah, it's not always the wisest decision to have a three-year-old show you her favorite toy. That's like an invitation to her entire room."

Chance chuckles, joining me on the floor to help clean and I join him. It's comfortable being around him. He's always been the laid-back person with me, never judging, never giving me shit for being who I am. I can tell Chance carries around a lot of baggage and as soon as Lisa told me about him, I knew he was the kin