Rodney POV
“are you sure that is her?” I asked again wanting to make sure that I heard him correctly.
“she has fire red hair and sapphire blue eyes.” The man over the phone said repeating his previous statement.
I took a deep breath and rubbed my temples. “then we have a problem.” I said in a serious tone.
“what could possibly be the problem? She is a little girl.” The man said with so much sarcasm that I feel like punching him.
“she is my son’s girlfriend.” I said and silence followed. It was quiet for a few moments longer and then came his breathy response.
“that’s impossible. She is my son’s mate.” The man said and he sounds angry.
“she is here with my son. I have never seen him this happy.” I said ignoring his previous statement because we must be talking about two differ
