Chapter 9

TRISTIAN'S POV

I was happy that I had persuaded Kayla into inviting me over to her house for dinner. If there was anything I wanted, it was that feeling of being close to her, that feeling of being around her. It made me feel at home, it reminded me of family, and most of all, it made me comfortable.

“Tall man. Will you sleep in the same bed with my momma tonight?”

I drop my phone, my face clouding with embarrassment. His smartness was becoming a real pain in the ass, and I wondered how Kayla coped with him.

“I cannot say, Liam. Hopefully, let's see what the night brings.”

“Are you saying it depends on my momma?”

The boy is definitely too intelligent. I prayed silently that Kayla hasn't overheard us because I knew what was coming if she heard the one sleep and my momma in one sentence coming from her five years old son.

“Yes, Liam. It depends on your mother. See, women are complicated creatures. Concerning them, you learn to thread with caution. If not, you'll regret in the end.”

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