Leander kissed her. Her words were like a soothing salve for him. He could see the care she had for him in those pretty black eyes. She was worried about his feelings and looked like she would take on the entire world for his sake.
What more would a man want from his woman?
"I think my father tried to overcompensate my mother who raised me as a girl. That was why he pushed the gun in my hand early and brought me with him to every fight. I've forgiven him too."
Leander said brushing aside her hair. He didn't want her to have negative feelings about his father. He didn't. Honestly, he didn't care much about his past anymore. There wasn't anything there that he would like to remember about the family he had in the past.
