Chapter Eighty-Three
Despite how frustrating he could be, I didn’t want to leave him. The more time that we spent together, the more that I knew that he was mine just as I was his.
“Sit down before they come over here.” Tara said, pulling me out of my thoughts.
I sat down gingerly on the bed, looking at the big television screen that was mounted against the wall. Tara had put down the remote and picked up a game controller. Her thumbs moved over the buttons and I watched as she pulled up an internet browser.
“What are you doing?” I whispered.
Tara’s eyes flicked to Frankie and Spencer, where they sat on the couch, talking to one another. She looked back at me, shaking her head with her eyes wide. I nodded, looking back at the screen.
“Setting us up a two player game. So, uh, Andreena
