Dove pov
How I know Claude in the first place. But that requires answering questions I can yet...not without telling him everything.
"Lovely dress, as usual," Claude compliments smoothly.
"Thanks," Dev and I say at the same time. We exchange awkward glances, remembering who made the dress versus who is wearing it.
Claude frowns a touch before shaking his head to expel his confusion. "I was wondering if I'd ever see you again."
I was personally hoping not. I thought here, in this pack, memories of Varian and Claude could stay safely far away. Instead the latter is standing right in front of me, with half a bar's worth of people staring at him.
Dev's hand slides between us, looking for Claude to shake it.
"I'm Deven, Dove's hot, jaw dropping love interest who she regularly sleeps with
