Trent POV
The flight back home felt long. To pass the time, I talked about business with Cheyenne most of it. Through my speech, she barely blinked. She had her fingertip flirting around the edge of a glass cup while she bit on her bottom lip.
So when Godwin informed me of our arrival in his conversational tone, I felt a rush of relief flowing in me.
I climbed off the vehicle with her arm hooked around mine and headed to the building.
"Look who's here," Mom exclaimed from the living room. She sprung up on her feet. She possessed that enthusiasm of finally having me home with her again.
"I missed you," Cheyenne claims in her candy voice as she releases my arm and freely hugs my dear mom.
After some seconds of their mom-daughter romance, mom opened her arms, gesturing for me to come o
