I wanted to crawl into a hole and hide there. On Desmond’s expressionless face, I swear, I could sense some irritability and disappointment. His eyes were still on Elaine, trying to figure out whether she was a threat.
The tension between the two was so evident that even Mom had gone silent. It wouldn’t have been this bad if Madame Long hadn’t further ruined the reputation of white witches in my incubus’s eyes.
Out of the blue, Desmond’s face eased into a warm expression, and he extended a friendly hand toward Elaine.
Elaine’s hand was visibly trembling as she shook his hand.
“Dinner time!” Mom announced. “Let’s all gather at the dining table and continue to chat. Mr Demetri, I have a lot to talk to you.”
Oh no, my presence had helped Mom feel comfortable, and now she was all set to
