Chapter 17BRYSON
As we ate, I felt as though something was off with Caiden. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but as my mom peppered him with questions his animated answers raised my alarm bells.
“Caiden can I talk with you alone for a moment?” I finally asked, my mom glared my plate was far from empty so getting up from the table was big no-no. “We won’t be long Mom.” I reassured and she nodded. “Caiden.” I said sharply and he jumped his eyes lowering as he pushed away from the table. I grabbed his hand and pulled him out back.
“Damn dude.” He hissed.
“What the hell is going on?” I snapped.
“What? I was just talking with your mom.”
I shook my head, “no that wasn’t you.”
“Why because I was smiling. Because I was laughing. Am I not entitled to be happy?” He hissed and then proceeded to
