~Mia~
My eyes swept around the dining table and I noticed Edward's absence.
"Where's your mate?" Brenna was quick to ask as I slid a chair out and sat down. "He's coming." I said instead, unable to say I have no idea where he ran off to.
Someone muttered something underneath their breath, but I didn't catch it. My eyes fell on Taryn. She looked like the only one that must have said something just now.
"Alright. I hope he's fine though. Poor Edward has a lot on his plate right now." She muttered and went back to her food.
I reflected on her words as I sliced out a piece of chicken and chewed. What does he have on his plate that made him stay away from dinner?
I contemplated going to his office after dinner, but I kicked against the idea. I was yet to recover from our shared intima
