Adrianna:
“Ashton, you must stay for dinner!” my mom exclaimed, clapping her hands together as she beamed at him. “I made all of Adrianna’s favorite dishes tonight, and there’s plenty to go around.”
“Mom, I’m sure Ashton is far too busy with Alpha stuff to—” I began, trying to brush the suggestion aside, but Ashton cut me off with a low laugh.
“Actually, I’m not too busy,” he said, his blue eyes sparkling as they met mine. “Not anymore.”
I narrowed my eyes slightly, the easy charm in his voice both irritating and unsettling. He’d been busy enough to give me space for weeks, but now he wasn’t? Convenient timing, I thought, though I bit my tongue.
“Wonderful!” my mom said, clapping her hands again. “Adrianna, set another place at the table, please.”
“I can handle that,” Ashto
