CHAPTER THIRTY NINE
I absent-mindedly stroked Knox’s curls while he played with a superman toy his dad got him earlier on today. He was tired and a bit sleepy. I bet his Dad had made him walk around alot. I knew Kyle was saying something but I had no idea what. All I could think of was tonight and the idea of just being with Tristan alone. Why did it seem important to him that tonight was perfect? Just what could he have done that could make him this monster he thought everyone feared?
“Ava?” I snapped out of my thoughts at the sound of an elevated voice from Kyle. He looked frustrated and who could blame him?
“Huh?”
“What is wrong with you? Is something bothering you?” his gaze darkened,”Did that D-bag do something to you?”
“Tristan did nothin, okay? I’m just…tired, I guess,” I paus
