Naheim sat his plate down and pulled me into his lap. “I love you, Mrs. Browne.” “I love you, too.” I smiled, feeling guilty. I should have used my words instead of getting wrapped into what I had gotten myself into. In my defense, it wasn’t like I went looking for something. It just kind of fell into my lap, or maybe it was I kind of fell into his lap and kept riding it.
nah sis an eye for an eye
