Chapter 125

• I turned back to face the mute TV and stared at it, mindlessly watching some boring show about fucking happy families and fathers teaching their sons how to play sports and shit. Cursing under my breath, I changed the channel as I felt my mood growing worse and it landed on some fucking music video with twerking ladies. Leilani's bouncy ass immediately flashed in my mind.
• Fuck!
• I grabbed the remote again, nearly crushing it in my iron grip but a pair of slender arms suddenly wrapped around my shoulders from behind the couch, a soft hand cupping my face. I looked to see a small, silky-skinned hand stroking down my arm to hold the remote.