Zephyr's chest burned, unease curled in his gut. Every second was a struggle, but he had to sacrifice his comfort, at least long enough to get Sylvia and Anthony out of Jason’s home.
“Please, forgive us for the interruption.” Jason's father's voice pulled Zephyr back to reality.
The man's eyes drifted to Xander, Aiden, before settling on Zephyr. “Where were we,” his voice trailed off. “That's right. I was asking if you’ve got yourself a new girlfriend. Do you have any?”
“Come on honey,” Jason's mother said. “We've been through this already… Why is knowing so important to you.”
“It's okay, Mrs. Miller.” Zephyr interrupted calmly, eyes fixed on the lady who paused, turning away from her husband to him.
Her brown eyes were steady, unreadable. “Are you sure you want to answer that?”
