Chapter 281: Since When…
I scoffed at that statement because we all knew that wasn’t true, but I still appreciated the sentiment. "Ugh, I hate being emotional," I groaned as I ’fell’ face-first onto Salvatore’s chest.
Tank was still on my lap, making sure that my lower body didn’t go anywhere, and all of a sudden, I was surrounded by my family.
"You okay, Sweetness?" Désiré, gently pulling me away from Salvatore. Ever so slowly, he started to massage my shoulders as both Dante and Luca started to massage my feet.
Ronan scoffed at Désiré before handing me my cup of sweet tea. "Dere no way she’s okay," he grunted. "You donna find out dat you haves a father like that and be okay."
"I’m fine," I moaned as one of the guys hit a good spot. "How could I not be when you are being like this?" Seriously, if I had been by myself, the whole meeting and exit might have gone differently, but I wasn’t by myself. I had them.
"Now, what are our plans for the day?" I continued as I closed my eyes and practically melted into the couch.
"Sleepin’," replied Ronan, and I could hear the amusement in his voice. "An I swears ta God dat if someone so much as knocks on dat door again today, I will be killin’ dem. I donna care who dey are."
Nodding my head in agreement, Tank jumped off my lap, and Dante picked me up in his arms. Strolling out of the living room, we had just made it to the first step of the stairs when there came a knock on the door.
"Fuck dat," growled Désiré as he shook his head. "Not answerin’ it."