Chapter 64

Tank

"I think she's grown like three feet and nine pounds since the last time we saw her a week ago," I observe Stella sleeping in her carrier.

There was a time when I hated coming to my sister's. I wasn't ever sure what kind of a mood she and Stephen would be in, and I didn't like holding my tongue when it came to her ex-husband. If it had been up to me, the night I showed him how I really felt about him, I'd have killed him and buried his body in the damn woods.

"She's growing like a weed," Whitney confirms as she hands me a drink and has a seat next to Renegade on the loveseat they're sharing.

She lies down, putting her feet in his lap. Not missing a beat, he grabs her legs and lazily starts stroking them up and down. I have to say back when they first told me about their relationship I acted like an ass, and that's totally my fault. I couldn't see how they would be able to love each other after the past the two of them shared. I'm happy and proud to say I was dead wrong. Th