Laurel
He swallows hard and closes his eyes. I can see the pain in his face but my own emotions are too raw to comfort him right now. “Laurel I can explain. I swear I’m not the bad guy. I….I didn’t know. I’ll tell you everything.”
“Damn straight you will.” I glance around seeing Kevin reading over on the little couch we bought him. “After he goes to bed.”
He nods slowly. “Your plate is by the stove.”
Once I get Kevin to sleep, I make my way back to the couch. Kyle hands me a mug of hot chocolate with a peppermint stick and I raise my eyebrows as he shrugs. “You came in here looking super pissed off. I’m taking no chances and softening you up. Get comfortable. This is a long story.”
I tuck my feet beneath me and start sipping. I never knew much about Kevin’s mother. Kyle was always ups
