What do I look like, A Priest? A sexy one, Maybe.

Just tellin’ you what we both know… and have learned about the one chick who genuinely gives a damn. It hadn’t been the intention, but Megara had become the first steadying force in both their lives. Ruth scoffed though, Ain’t about wanting anymore, you got one. Now you gotta figure out how you feel, and what you want to do about it.

Why he’d come to him, Ruth had no idea, maybe Nairn thought he’d perhaps been through this before to figure out down the line that it was all a stitch up? That nightmare made his stomach flip, but he still took back the bottle for a sip, hoping the sweet rum’s taste helped him overcome it.

Good, but work on the timeline. I live with you two, you think I’mma be able to hold my mouth shut for forever? Unlikely. No, he’d get too drunk, or they’d argue about his drinking or antics and he’d say it out of anger and without thinking and then he’d be out in the streets, with two people mad at him and each other.

Firstly, for the sake of us all. Do not. Call her that. His face deathly serious. Second, you tell her and you give her some space, which you will hate doing, but if you want that woman to suck your dick again, you'll do it. Then… well... It's gotta be big. You didn’t know he’d turn up, but you didn’t tell her about him either, not ever. His lips pursed in thought, mulling over the problem. If you want him to live here, he’s gonna meet her eventually though, the question is, do you want her to meet him before, or after you tell her.