“Let me get this straight. You want information on the human barmaid that works in my pack bar but you don’t want to tell me why?” I ask incredulously.
“That’s correct. A simple name, address, phone number, that sort of thing.” The annoyingly arrogant voice of my sister’s mate replies.
“You are mated to my sister.” I affirm.
“That is also correct. I’m not planning to use the information to ask her out on a date.”
“But you won’t tell me what you are planning to use it for.”
“Exactly. To be honest after the help we gave you with the rogues, I thought this was the least you could do.” I had suspected his help would come at a price and it appears I was right.
“Fine. I will check with the manager of the bar and get back to you. I don’t keep those details myself.” Its not technically a
