They both turned to see Claire with her arms crossed, watching them. “Oliver, what are you doing?” Raven was interested to see how he would talk his way out of this.
“It’s none of your business Claire.” Oliver instantly shut the question down.
“Who is she Oliver? And yes, it is my business, we’re getting married.” Clarie waltz over to the Raven, looking down her nose. Raven felt her stomach drop when Claire mentioned marriage. Instead of backing away, Raven held her ground, staring up at her.
“She a friend, and possible client,” responded Oliver. “And just because my father asked you to be my wife, doesn’t mean I did.”
“Looks like you guys have some things to discuss, I’m just going to go.” Raven began to back away.
“Wait, I know who you are.” Claire glared. “You’re that clumsy waitre
