*ding, dong* The doorbell sounds, causing Caine to stare at Nino, who laughs as Caine places his fork down on his plate. “I hope you ain’t on no bullshit,” he grumbles, looking at Nino before leaving the dining room without another word. “I’m beating your ass, Nino!” Caine yells. “I hope you’re ready to meet the parents, sis-in-law, because they had to come to see their son’s new situation for themselves,” Nino informs me with a sly smirk as I hear chatter increasing seconds before Caine enters with a man and woman. Oh my God, what the hell have I gotten myself into?
Nino play too much
