“Oh, freak! Would you look at that? A tea party and without me? What a shame?” Someone said, and they all turned to face the direction the voice came from.
Riley wasn’t sure if she had ever seen the man before, the one that currently stood in front of them.
Unlike Sebastian Harrison, the man wore a casual t-shirt with a logo on it, and faded jeans. And he had tattoos on his arms. Many of them. But they looked good on him, like he wasn’t just born with them but had picked every single one carefully. He had a nice face, a perfect jawline and cheekbones, and his eyes were framed by long, thick lashes. Riley was instantly intrigued by him. But she was also cautious. She was always cautious around strangers and more.
“Uncle Ben!” Chloe yelled, and she threw herself at him, hugging him tight
