C85 Chapter Eighty Five

“It’s courtesy. Calling, texting, updating. That sort of thing.” Steven said, shaking his head as an unremorseful James stuck his head in the refrigerator and pulled out a beer. Marie snorted and then averted her gaze when Steven scowled at her.

“Hey Sunshine, you are a sight for sore eyes. Come here and give me a hug.” James said, ignoring Steven