Blade’s P.O.V.
My heart hammered in my chest, not from fear of what might happen, but more from the sheer absurdity of the situation I was in right now. Because here I was, a grown-ass man, feeling like a teenager who had just been caught in his girlfriend’s bedroom. Even though, in full honesty, I could have never imagined my girlfriend’s parents looking so delighted to see me in said situation.
Because here I was, leaning back into the worn but comfortable couch, my hands clasped loosely in my lap as I glanced toward Meghan. She was perched on the edge of an armchair, her hands gripping the armrests as if they might bolt away. Her eyes darted between me, her mother, her father, and Bodi, her brother. If looks could kill, Meghan’s expression would’ve had me six feet under already. Even
