Juniper’s POV
“How are you really doing?” Fern’s concerned voice reaches my ears in the walk-in closet where I am attempting to find something to wear.
What does one wear when you meet your mate’s younger brothers, brothers that he was more of a parent to than a brother? I need to find something nice without looking like I was trying too hard. The problem is, I am trying to hard, wanting to make a good first impression, praying that they like me and accept me.
I poke my head out of the closet, ignoring my best friend’s question. “Help!! I have no idea what I should wear. I mean, do I go casual, formal, conservative, something with a little whimsy?” I ask in exasperation.
Fern stands up from where she has been sitting on the end of my bed. She walks past me and into my craz
