[TOO MUCH love will kill you, indeed.]
Neoma was in Greko's arms in one minute, then she was being hugged tight by her Mama Boss the next.
[I can't tell Mama Boss that I can't breathe properly, so I must endure.]
Unfortunately, it wasn't just her mother who was showering her with love and attention.
Nero was gently pinching her left cheek while her Papa Boss was poking her right cheek.
[I hoped they washed their hands, though.]
"Cute," Nero said while pinching her cheek gently. "I know this is an emergency, but you're so cute, Neoma."
Neoma gave her twin brother a dire look. "I know, duh."
"This takes me back to the time when you used to curse me with your "colorful" words," her Papa Boss, who was enjoying poking her cheek with a finger, teased her. "Your face back then was as cheeky as it is right now."
"Papa Boss, do you want to hear my "colorful" words again?"
Her father's hand stopped moving because of her threat.
