“Dear, what's the matter? Tell me, please. You returned home last night and refused to even look either your mother or me in the eye. Did something bad happen at the tryouts, huh? You can always talk to me, Francess.”
Killian spoke softly while stroking her lengthy brown hair. She remained still in his arms for some seconds before sitting upright.
Balls of tears were already streaming down her cheeks, and he quickly wiped them away with his thumbs.
“Francess, crying so early in the morning isn't going to do you any good.” He declared gently, and she bopped her head lightly.
He patiently waited for over a minute before Francess began to speak.
“Lloyd Williams invited me to their family dinner this evening.”
Killian's eyes lightened in glee instantly, and he smiled widely.
“That'
