Kadeem
“Kadeem.”
Hearing the familiar voice behind him, Kadeem swiveled in his chair, his eyes soon falling on the woman he’d expected to find.
“Hello, grandma,” he drew out, watching as the woman smoothly walked into the room. However, she soon stopped, giving him a quirk of her brow.
“Aren’t you going to offer me a seat?” she questioned. “You know…that’s what your son did this afternoon when he saw me hobbling around. I see he has better manners than you do.”
Kadeem resisted the urge to shudder at his grandmother’s words - the word “son” slithering under his skin. However, his gaze instead became more fixed on her features.
“Please, sit,” he murmured out slowly just before the woman took the seat across from him. The moment she gave him a knowing smirk, he cont
