#Chapter389

The babies are coming!

Dad and my uncles dealt with the Frisco situation. I didn’t ask them about it. Things returned typically. Emma saw someone after what happened. It was a rule in our family after a traumatic event.

I decided anything intimate could wait. I wanted Emma to feel comfortable without pressuring her. Trust me; it was hard when her hands roamed when we made out in my room.

Things got heated, and I felt her hand travel down south. I grabbed her hand and placed it back on my chest. A few minutes later, she moved it back again, and I moved it back. This movement went...