I thought we were about to have serious conversation.
But no, he has to act all hoxy in front of me.
sigh
He sat beside me and I crossed my legs and patted them for him to put his head on, he adjusted himself on my lap and closed his eyes taking a sharp intake of breath.
This gave me time to check out his abs.
Woah! He has alot of them he has- 1, 2 ,3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 pack. Woah! 8 pack!
My heart!
Why can't I have packs? I just have a fat belly.
I was in my thoughts when Kezr started speaking.
Time to get serious.
"You might be confused as to if Elijah is my dad then who died?" I nodded, "Well, Elijah is my step dad."
Shocked. Stunned. Startled.
Step what?
"What?" I asked him with my mouth agape, it suddenly felt dry.
"Yeah... Its pretty fucked up, but...well, uhh-okay just.... Just embrace yourself this is going to be alot." Kezr warned and looked at me, to see my shocked face.
"I said embrace yourself and you're already out of control?"
I got out of my trance and shook my head, "I-I am just shocked.... I-"
He nodded his head, paused and started.
"My mom was seventeen when she got me, her and my dad met at a club and I was born as a drunken mistake." He said and closed his eyes tightly.
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