Paul POV
“Can you get a read on that guy?” Tyson asks me, studying Liam on stage with Dani.
I’m busy trying to help Brently eat since Marcus is making Beth a steak back in the kitchen. She said the smell of the turkey when she tries to eat it makes her nauseous. She was the same during her last pregnancy. She went the entire 5 months not able to eat poultry of any kind. Mom tells her she must be having a boy again, claiming girls are angels and would never inconvenience their mother like that. That’s complete bull s**t because I know for a fact I was the easiest child out of the three of us. Both my sisters have aggressive attitudes and smart mouths.
I stared at Liam for a few minutes, Brently protesting beside me since the flow of food into his mouth was being paused. The kid is a bot
