Uncle Fynn walks back into the bar looking sheepish.
“Cleo graciously accepts your offer.” He says nodding towards Becca. “Fabian says the rest of us need to be ready to leave in 15 minutes, although we probably have at least 20 possibly 30 minutes.”
“Ha. The little minx, she always did love make up s*x, didn’t she Xand?” Becca says to Alpha Xander who turns a shade of red so deep his cheeks are almost purple.
“I’m so sorry.” Becca says as she stops laughing and suddenly turns a deep shade of red herself as she realises that me and mum are still sat quietly at the table and Mum is glaring at her with an open mouth whilst I try my best not to laugh.
“Wow. So you and Cleo used to be a thing?” I ask eagerly, thoroughly enjoying the confessions. “How come you broke up?”
“Lettie, don’t
