Tyrese
“Uhh,” I stuttered, unable to form an actual word. Malia bit her lip then gave me a nervous smile.
“I want you to meet my grandma before we go back to Florida, and that means you’ll also have to meet my mom, who’s um - less than enthusiastic that I went to stay with my dad without her permission. I think I may be grounded for eternity,” her explanation made me chuckle. “I mean it would hardly be kidnapping, I want to be with you,” she paused, stepping up on her toes and pressing her lips to mine. I kissed her back but she broke away too quickly. “But when my mom found out about my dad she sort of lost it and just took off with me, she can’t do that again. I can’t lose you,” she whispered, her eyes turning sad.
I gave her a smile, “relax, that will never happen. You’re my mate, ev
