“What??” She asks confused...
“You invited who over for dinner ?” I ask again.
“Natasha and her family. You know them right?? If I recall collectively the both of you went out together to the gala thingy I saw on the news. I thought you guys were kicking it quite well.” She shrugs and starts pulling things out of the fridge.
I glance at papa and he just shrugs to say it’s out of his hands. The f**k.
Here we go again with my mom meddling in my romantic life. She and her match making for God’s sake.
Why does she always do this though??
I and Natasha are just on friendly terms nothing else. As a matter of fact she has been coming on to me for years.
She and I grew up in the same neighborhood. She is from the elites same as us. Old Money. The real deal that is. Trust me when I s
