Parker sighed, dragging a hand down his face like a man who was already done with the next five minutes. He turned his head, voice flat but laced with warning.
"Sister. Seriously? Are you now a whole-ass child that I need to coach on what to say and not say? Are we doing this? Are you really sitting there making fun of a kid?"
"Nyxa what you did was wrong and daddy's not happy. That's not how you treat your mother and my woman. Okay?" He whispered to her and she nodded softly already feeling the weight of what she'd done.
This was the first time she'd humiliated her mother and she could already feel the weight of that from her father's disappointment. She knew he was angry.
Parker pulled Nyxavere into a hug before she could pop off again. Her body pressed into him, tense at first, then slowly calmed under his arms. Her breathing evened out. Her eyes still burned—but her fists unclenched. For now.
