Nathaniel turned around and looked at Amelie. “Don’t look at me, I didn’t kick her out. Your grandmother did,” he explained.
Sophia reached over and ran her fingers through Gabe’s hair.
“Old bitchy woman is not my grandmother,” Amelie shook her head. “Just cause I like you enough to let you be my grandad doesn’t mean she’s my grandmother.”
Gabe scooted closer to Sophia, leaning in and kissing her cheek.
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”