Chapter 127

She pulled her hand back from my thigh and put it in her lap, tension brewing in her forehead. “I told you, my mom isn’t like yours.”

I shrugged. “So, tell me what she’s like?” Her brows knitted, and I reached for her arms, pulling her so she was snug against my side. “Nothing she could do would change my intentions toward you.”

Kelsey’s slipped her arms around my waist and nuzzled her head against my chest, hiking her leg over my thighs to get comfortable. 

“Nancy Neely is…bitter.”

“About…?”

Letting out a long breath, she finally spilled. “Ever since my dad left, she’s been resentful.”

“He left you both?”

“Sort of, I was young, I close to six, and at that age, I didn’t know what to believe. He wasn’t around for a good few years, only calling on holidays and birthdays. My mom would gripe and complain that