“It is. I’m glad they’re getting settled. We still haven’t heard from Felicia.”
“I don’t give a damn about that,” I muttered.
“You might not want to, but whether you like it or not, if she resurfaces that will determine your future with Rylee.”
“Nah, it won’t. Even if she comes back, she’s not getting her. I’ll fight that shit and I promise she won’t win.”
“Sweetheart…”
“Don’t tell me not to be angry. She left her. She fucking left. She doesn’t get a second chance, and if you think she does, we can agree to disagree because I’m not changing my mind.”
“You’re angry?—”
“You’re damn right I’m angry. Don’t you think I should be?”
“You should,” she said softly. I felt bad because it wasn’t her I was angry with.
“I apologize. I shouldn’t be taking this out on you.” This is the shit my mother does. Providing care and consideration for people who don’t deserve it.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. You’re angry because you care. Things will work out. Rylee is blessed to have both you and Somee.”
“You know Somee is leaving and it will just be me.”
“You don’t sound happy about that.”
Because I’m not.
“It is what it is.”
“Do you want my two cents?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“No you don’t,” she said smugly before adding, “Things are only as permanent as you want them to be.”
“Rylee being here with me is permanent.”
“I’m not talking about Rylee, sweetheart. I love you. Now I’m going so I can get some ice cream. I feel like I’ve earned it, and before you say a word, let’s just agree to disagree.”
I chuckled. “Aight, you got that. I love you too. Tell Pops I said what’s up.”
“I will not. You can text him. My only goal right now is ice cream.”
“And he’ll shut that down if he knows that’s your plan,” I stated smugly.
“Mind your business, Ryland. I’m hanging up. Call your father and don’t mention my ice cream.”
She hung up on me and my smile expanded because I loved that woman to death. I lifted from the bed and dropped my phone into my pocket, stepping out into the hallway just in time to see Somee exiting Rylee’s room. She had a huge grin on her face when she met my gaze.
“She’s ready for you,”Somee signed and I met her in the center of the hallway.
“Oh, so I’m relevant now?”
“You mad because you weren’t invited?”She arched a brow and I nodded slowly, stepping closer.
“But you can make it up to me when I’m done saying goodnight to Rylee.”
“I’m going to bed.”She flashed a smile.