Page 137 of Don Caselli

“Like I had a very intense period…. Very tired, too.”

“Wanna talk about it?”

She held my hand and looked at me. “No”

“Fair.”

“I’m not angry or sad. Relieved, but it’s also not something to celebrate, either, you know?”

“I wouldn’t have run from you or this baby, Bleu.”

She held my face. “I know, baby. I want to travel, love on you and Mink, and do nasty things without the consequences that come with them.”

I kissed her lips. “Then, let me go get this snipped so we can get back to regularly scheduled programming.”

Navy snorted as she laughed. “Are you alright?”

“I’m good as long as you’re good. Zoya texted and told me she walked Mink-Mink for us.”

“I hate tonight ended like this.”

“Think it went well… honestly, showed how fucking crazy my family is.”

Navy busted out laughing. “Why would your brother say Stevie was his sister? I was so damn angry, I couldn’t even laugh.”

“He’s a fucking lunatic. You’ll learn that about him and Zoya.”

“Kora seems normal.”

“Yeah, in her own way.” I shrugged.

She kissed my lips. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“Being you.”

“Thank you.”

“For?”

“Loving me and sharing your family with me. For seeing beyond the facade and loving me anyway. Fucking me right… letting me beat that pussy.”

“Landon, enough,” she laughed and shoved me. “Baby, you really are freaked the fuck out… like why?”

“Only for you though.”

She shook her head. “Are you about to leave… I know what that call means.”

“I’m coming right back.”

“Okay.”

The curtain moved, and Greene was standing with food. “I figured you both had to eat.”

“Perfect timing, Greene. I gotta run to do something.”

She came in and sat where her aunt had been sitting. “I can stay with her, and if they discharge her, I will drive her home.”

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