Piper's Point of View
I had a fake smile plastered onto my lips, but behind it I was seething. Who the f**k did this woman think she was? She was trying to sit on my mate's lap! Blake's only saving grace right now was that he was desperately trying to pull away from her and the look on his face was an absolute picture. He looked a little terrified. It was easy to keep the smile on my face when he looked so out of his depth. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Marco about to come out of the kitchen. He looked around the table "Good luck Blake, buddy". He murmured to himself. I only heard it because of my wolf hearing.
"It's very nice to meet you Piper, and no, Blake has never mentioned you in conversation."
"That's because I don't have any conversations with you." Blake griped and
