Malone freezes to the ground.
Blade struts over to me, a broad grin on his handsome face. He's exactly dressed as he was at noon when we met up for the lunch date.
He takes the box of pizza from my hand.
"I'll help you with that."
He takes my hand and escorts me to the table where the dozens of guests are gathered, some standing and some seated as they schmooze with glasses of wine clutched in their hands.
Most of them are my relatives. My aunt, Mary and her daughter, Joy who are dressed in cheap hideous long dresses. Aunt Mary whispers something to her daughter's ear as they scan me from head to toe.
They snicker.
"Nice to see the both of you haven't changed," I scoff.
"I'm glad that you are back with Blade, child," Mary mocks. "I always knew you know how to keep a man despite wh
