Ryan POV
I have no idea how to act. I want to ensure Reya is having a good time, but between the hostess throwing optical daggers at me and the countless amount of women breaking their necks trying to figure out who I am with, it's hard to maintain my composure.
Thankfully, Reya is too wrapped in coloring with Angel that she hasn't said anything else about it.
I am so consumed with my thoughts, I don't even realize that Reya is talking to me.
"Mr. Sullivan, is everything okay? Did you hear me?" Reya asks, with concern etched on her face.
"I'm sorry, I was running through some pack business in my head." I lie. "What were you saying?" I ask her, giving her a warm smile.
"I was asking if there is anything I need to know before heading into your territory. I don't want to
