“Kis!” Hernandez giggled as he struggled to climb onto the bed, and once he did, he began jumping, causing Creed to groan as he sleepily whacked his arm.
“Tell your f*****g cousin to shut the f**k up,” he hissed as he curled into a ball beside Chris and tried to fall back asleep.
“Nandi,” Chris said, smiling at his cousin, who grinned at using his nickname. “Wake up, my rude best friend.”
Creed made a noise of disgust as he threw his arm over Chris’s torso and squeezed.
Nandi crawled onto Creed, who sighed as he sat up and leaned against the headboard. Nandi sat in his lap, staring at his tattoos in awe.
“Did it hurt?” he asked, looking up at him; his dark curly hair was messy, meaning one of two things: he had been awake for a while and hadn’t come across Abuelita yet, who would h
