Frankie's P.O.V.
"Frankie, why is your cousin kissing that skank's brother?"
"I don't know, love but I'm gonna find out"
I growled as I looked towards my cousin.
"Michael, what the f**k is going on here?"
"Frankie...i..it's not what it looks like"
"Really? so, you're not kissing Oliver Williams in the driveway of the packhouse then?"
I ask and Michael looks down.
"I may be high on life right now, Mike but I'm not that f*****g high and I sure as hell ain't stuck on goddamn stupid, so don't treat me like I am"
"I'm not"
"Yes, you are"
I growl and Michael lets out a sigh as he looks at Oliver.
I knew in my gut what was going on, I just didn't want to think about it or believe it could be true because that would mean I'm admitting to the worst case scenario for us right now.
"Plea
