Page 103 of Kissed By the Trillest Thug 2

“After you left from my parents’ gender reveal, I figured you were probably going to need two things.”

“What’s that?” I asked as I kissed the nape of her neck.

“A hot meal and somebody willing to listen.”

I backed away from her and leaned against the counter while shaking my head.

“You know me too well.”

“I try.”

For a few minutes, the only sounds in the apartment were the clinking of plates and silverware as she finished fixing our food. She handed me one of the plates before carrying hers over to the table. I sat across from her, but before either of us picked up our forks, she looked at me.

“So, how did it go?”

I already knew what she meant. I stared down at my plate for a second before answering.

“He didn’t take it well.”

Her shoulders dropped.

“I’m sorry.”

I nodded.

“I figured it wasn’t going to be easy, but I don’t think either one of us was ready for how hard it actually was.”

She reached across the table and rested her hand over mine.

“What happens now?”

I shrugged.

“I don’t know. I told him the truth. The rest is up to him.”

I purposely left out the part where Ghost showed his animosity. I’m sure that would make anyone feel uneasy. She squeezed my hand gently.

“Families don’t always know how to love each other the right way at first.”

I looked up at her, and she continued.

“My daddy and Uncle Ty used to argue so much when they were teenagers that my Papa Julian would slap them both upside the head.”

A small smile tugged at my lips.

“For real?”

She laughed.

“For real. They’d be at each other’s throats one minute and outside, then outside together doing God knows what the next, like nothing ever happened. My dad always says blood doesn’t stop people from disagreeing. It just gives them another reason to figure it out.”

I sat there for a moment, letting her words sink in.

“I hope that’s true.”

She offered me a smile, and then she pointed her fork toward my plate.

“Now eat before your food gets cold.”