Malia
My nerves built as we stepped towards Ty’s front door, but his arm wrapped around my waist soothing them. “You have nothing to be nervous about,” he whispered into my ear, his hot breath washing across my face, his lips running down my hair, and I leaned into him. My body settled into his side.
We stepped through the front door together and I heard the TV playing in the family room. Tyrese took my hand, squeezing it, and led me towards the couches where his parents sat. Together they sat on the sofa against the window, turned to watch the TV screen. Diana leaned back into her husbands arms and I couldn’t help but smile. They looked like they loved each other so much.
Together Ty and I stepped into the room and Ty was the first to announce our arrival, “Mom, dad,” he said, clearing
