After dinner, Brandon and his parents sat down in the living room while I did the dishes. I was thankful that I could get away from them, even if it was just a few minutes. They made me feel uncomfortable with their remarks and questions. I just wanted to sink into the ground or vanish into thin air.
Or get flashed away by a bolt of white light as my mate would come to save me…
When I was almost done placing everything away, Brandon walked into the kitchen. I jumped as I saw him, startled since I hadn’t heard his footsteps coming closer towards the kitchen door. The thoughts of my beautiful mate had distracted me, and I could feel my cheeks turn pink. Brandon walked towards the cabinet that held all the liquor and fished out a bottle of whiskey. I picked up matching glasses and placed
