My Unforgivable Mate novel Chapter 56

"It's small," Cheryl brings out a box. "But it belonged to your father so," reaching out to Tomas as hands him the black ring box and he takes it.

"Thank you." He wears a small satisfied smile as he opens it, shoot her a quick glance he picks up the ring, a black titanium ring. "Wow." He slips it on his right middle finger, then shows it off. "Was this his-"

"No." His aunt is quick to reply. "No, it isn't." I scan between them, was he about to say wedding ring? Tomas hugs his aunt before I get the chance to ask.

"My turn!" Tili shrieks. I guess I always have time to ask later. My eyes wonder back to my little sister and she pushes a case in front of him and he leans in to start unwrapping it. The more paper he tears the more I can tell just exactly what type of bag it is.

Him opening the bag fills the silence before we're all looking down at a brand new pair of tennis rackets. "Wow,"

"We know you suck but that could always change!" Something about Tomas' genuine laugh sounds like it's form the heart. "I even got it customized, look!" She takes it upon herself to turn the racket and point to the handle.

In white is Tomas' full name embroidered in a neat italic handwriting. We've only played with him twice ever since he joined the pack, it's always been a tradition we made and now he's a part of it. "I do love it. Come here." He takes her in for a hug and my gaze lands on his beaming aunt.

"Here." It's Bailey's turn and she pushes a small bag in front of him, he takes it and starts to remove the tissue paper before digging inside to pull out a cologne bottle. "Not that you stink or anything."

I don't think I've seen Tomas' smile grow so wide. "No," he chuckles, "thank you." He pushes down letting on puff out so we can all take a whiff, it's strong but has a wild virile hint to it. With him starting to pack his aunt stand to go fetch the gift I had to sneak in.

"Okay so it's not a lot but-at least his way you can't say I don't listen when you talk! So you mentioned, on multiple occasions, how you'd love to learn how to ride a bike like mine, so..." Cheryl comes back in with a box and I help shove it to him.

"No way!" He pulls the box to him. "No fucking way! Oh god- excuse me!" His shoulder rise adding a few inches to him as he lifts the cover off. "My own helmet?!" He takes it out and starts to examine it.

"You just need a provisional license to drive a bike and then nothings in your way of learning-" I'm taken back form the force of being pressed into him chest. "Woah!" I'm lifted off the ground to be snug a little. "You're welcome I guess."

"Thank you! Thank you all!" He lets go to hug his aunt again and I nod to him.