West's P. O. V
Once Diana disappeared into one of the bedrooms with Ryan, Cole wrapped his arms around winter's waist. Guess he didn't need to pretend anymore in front of her.
"Now that it's just us, let's talk things out." Cole offered, Charleston walked in, holding a tray of drinks, offering it to us one by one.
"No thank you." I mouthed, the last thing I needed now was to get drunk and do something drastic.
Cole and his little mistress where okay with drinking and getting very close with each other on the day of my mother's funeral.
"So? You ready to talk?." I asked, knowing that this would be more of me yelling than listening to the bastard.
"Yes, Winter and I have some things we'd like to explain to you. So take a seat."
"Not with her." I clearly stated, if I was going to talk about that kid, then this Winter lady had to leave as well.