Bab 167: Chapter 169: LYON

Dinner was as to be expected, noisy and messy. I had the whole family at my table and I knew from the way the women were situated that some shit was going on.

When my niece kept going on and on about driving lessons while my sisters, mother and wife kept staring at me, I got the drift.

I gritted my teeth, clenched my fork and kept my head down. No, just fuck no. I cut into my steak like it was on the operating table and took ten minutes to chew. I'm concentrating on my food, don't say shit to me.

I wonder who taught these women that the dinner table was the best place for an ambush? "So Colton what do you think?"

"What do I think about what Elena?" That piece of meat was almost as pureed in my mouth as Cody's nasty ass baby food. I got a pain in my gut but refused to rub it.

These fucking women have given me ulcers, I'm

sure of it. I cut another piece of meat and the whole table got quiet. I could feel their eyes on me.