My Gangster Babysitter
I clutched my hands, standing on the entry, unsure how things went with their ‘talk.
The door parted, revealing the state they were in. Kai clung onto Klaus’ shoulder, one hand raised in the air as he waved at me, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
“Ah, there she is… princess… my Benny,” he slurred, looking up at Klaus, who wore a blank look. “She’s gonna be my wife, Bossman. I love her… so in love with your sister,” he chuckled, beckoning me with his hand to come closer.