Chapter 78 Sparks On My Tongue

• Keya P.O.V
• "Hey, you liar! You know how to Step already!?" He just laughs heartily while I pout. I tickle his sides and discover that he is very ticklish. He stutters while trying to avoid my hands. "Y... yeah I know h... how. Victor's Mom, Evelyn, is black, and she taught me how a while back." I'm laughing as well. "Asshole. You could've just told me that you knew how." " But you looked so excited. I didn't want to be a downer." He hugs me as I let out an enormous yawn. "You're ready for bed?" I nod, yawning again. He picks me up and lays us on the bed. I sigh, looking around at the mess. He says, "We can clean up before we leave." And he snuggles me into him. His chin hair ticks my ear and shoulder. Although it was well past midnight and I was drowsy,I still needed to talk to him. "So, you're gonna talk to your Mom after church tomorrow?"
• He sighs heavily, his breath warming my face. Thank God his breath didn't stank. Or I'll have to push him away from me, lol. "Yeah, I really need to know why she has never told me about Viktor Van Klaus." I was quiet for a while, deep in thought. But then I thought. "Hey, your Mom is 100% human. So even she might not know that Viktor is what he is." I mean, it's a possibility. He mumbles in my ear, sounding sad and tired. "Damn, that's right." He sighs. "Well, it doesn't hurt to ask, right? A closed mouth don't get fed. Am I right?" I nod. Feeling some type of way. Because my Mom used to say that quote on a daily basis. Especially when she would have us out begging strangers for money. Just so she could take the money and use it to buy herself some cigarettes, liquor, or drugs. I'm brought out of my thoughts when he exclaims, excitedly and loudly, "Oh, now I remember where I heard of that name: Von Klaus! I bought into its stock! That's how I made my millions, Babe."