RIO
After I composed my nerves enough, I stepped out of the bedroom with false confidence and headed straight to the room that sounded full of loud voices; the kitchen.
I squeezed by the visitors I didn’t know and quickly handed Wolf his T-shirts.
There were three women, and I recognized only one. Dame.
“Hey, Rio. Sorry for the crash course in life with the Renegade Rogues.” Dame teased, her arm wrapped possessively around the waist of her husband, whom I knew as Cutter.
“No worries, you should have met my mum. She was honestly always filling the house with people I didn’t know, and oddly enough, it was often in the kitchen I’d meet them too.” I tried to shrug in a sort of confident way, but I doubt I pulled it off.
Teddy, the gay lover of Wolf that I was jealous of immensely for a w
