Kyra POV
Kyra ~ age seven
Toren ~ age twenty-two
Sydni is sitting on my lap and we’re making out in a dark corner of Aiden’s apartment when I feel something tugging on my leg.
Pulling away from Sydni’s lips, I look down to see Kyra staring at me with wide eyes.
I wipe Sydni’s red lipstick off my lips with the back of my hand as I’m being scrutinized by a seven-year-old.
“Hey kiddo, shouldn’t you be in bed?”
“Why?”
“Because it’s late and your mom and dad have friends over.”
“So?”
“I know I saw your mom put you to bed.”
“I couldn’t sleep,” she says, turning her narrowed gaze toward Sydni. “Why is she on your lap? I sit on your lap. Nobody else.”
Sydni laughs and snakes her arm around my neck.
“Kyra, honey, you should go back to bed. Do you want me to find your mommy? I think she
