"You can't force anyone to love you or lend you money." ~ Jewish Proverb
Angelo Le roux.
"Brad, I swear everyone on that table was just waiting to stab me with their forks." I sighed explaining what had occurred two nights before.
"Just leave their daughter alone, mate." Brad sighed heavily probably annoyed by my blabbering.
"Not you too." I whined.
"I mean Raina is-"
"Is mine, she has always been mine from the first time I met her, the first time I took her innocence." I said sounding a little more possessive than I would I like to sound.
"Hey too many details." Brad playfully hit my arm making me give him an evil eye, he knew I was joking.
"Anyways enough about me, you are going to be a daddy." I said in an obnoxiously mimicked voice.
"Stop stop stop, you flutter me too much." He said in a sarcastic manor taking a sip from his beer.
"And I'm obviously the God father right?" I asked.
"About that Haydeé had another suggestion.." He said with a hint sadness.