Penelope's POV:
"You said you had a gift for me, dinner wasn't mentioned." I say to Vincent
"Ah, allow me to ask you properly then. My darling, would you join me for dinner?"
I pretend to look uninterested. "My answer depends on what's for dinner,"
Jamie rounds on me, excitement all over his face. “You should stay. We’re having a family dinner and it promises to be–”
“You’re awfully chipper this evening, Jamie. Why don’t you make yourself useful or something?” Vincent says. His tone sounds harsh, but there’s no real bite behind it.
Jamie rubs the back of his head and his smile turns shy. “It’s good to meet you, again. I’ll see you at dinner,” he says to me. With a final look at Vincent, he leaves.
“How intimidating,” I say in a flat tone, glaring at him.
He takes my hand and bri
