A knock on the door broke the kiss. Both of their hearts beating fast from the adrenaline the kiss had brought on.
“Kian, open the door.” Mr. Sins instructed his son.
Kian grabbed Genalise’s hand and pulled her from the door. Genalise took a seat on the bed, pretending that nothing happened. Kian opened the door and moved so his parents could walk into the room. They looked at Genalise, who was on her phone, scrolling through f*******:. Kian sat next to her, looking at her timeline.
“How are you doing?” Mr. Sins asked as he walked over to his son.
“A little better.” Kian told him. “I’m still drinking the hot lemon water.”
“Good, you need it.” Mr. Sins said. “You need to practice for tom
