(Leon POV)
Last night was a disaster. I had to apologize to Greg for creating a scene in his birthday. I just can’t control my anger when someone touches what’s mine. When I saw that dude grinding on Cry, I lost it.
I was so embarrassed. I know it wasn’t Cry’s fault. It was mine. I should have known better. Cry was just trying to be a good guest and he was trying to get that asshole off him but he was too drunk. I kept blaming myself and asking myself why I would let that happen. If I hadn’t seen them, god knows what would have happened to Cry. I keep beating myself up in the head.
Suddenly, my phone rang and I answered it.
“Hey angel!”
“Hey Leon, will the church accept basket of fruits?” He asked.
“Of course, why won’t they? I’ll pick you up at 3, okay?”
“Okay!”