ZAIYREE
“She hasn’t kicked you out yet. I’m shocked.” Bran’s hearty laugh filled the air as he wandered into the small building. Jayla had given me a tour of the farm, and then we ended up back in her work space, chatting while she did some work.
“Do you get kicked out often?” I asked, turning to see him. Somehow, he was even dirtier than before, which I didn’t think possible.
“Every day,” Jayla said with a big eye roll. “But he likes to irritate me.”
Bran placed a hand on his chest. “I would never.”
Jayla only hummed in response to him. I could imagine Bran’s laughter filling this room as he teased Jayla, only for his actions to be returned with some sort of obscenity. Despite the bickering, it was clear that they respected each other, and not only that, but they cared, too. There wa
