Cat's POV
And like that’s the worst that could happen, every single person in the room suddenly turned mischievous grins at us, smiling in that ‘is that so?’-kind of way!
NOW, I really wanted to leave…!
“f**k you, Hannah!” Luka growled, tightening his grip on me and I felt myself practically go red all the way to the top of my ears.
“Language!” snickered another tall, lanky guy, who looked just like the rest of the Danvers. “I’m Tom. That over there is my boyfriend, James. That over there is Hannah, my not so very charming sister and I think you’ve already met Greg?”
“We have,” Greg said, the only other person I knew in the room so far. “Glad to see you recovered.”
“Recovered?” a beautiful old woman practically shrieked, parting the sea of people like another Moses, and walked up to
