Paiges Point of View
I sat in the huge kitchen at Cerulean Moon and miserably picked off the label on my second bottle of beer. I couldn't remember a time in my life where I had ever had a drink before seven in the evening, let alone midday. But it was certainly something I could get used to, and if it made me look like Beta Erin, then all the better.
"Penny for them?" Erin asked as she chewed on a huge bacon roll. How someone so beautiful could have no dining etiquette was completely beyond me. Erin was half supermodel half street urchin. A total contradiction in terms!
"I was thinking that having a beer before lunch was a genius idea." That seemed like the simplest answer to the question.
"One hundred percent," Erin agreed. "But maybe not on an empty stomach, especially one th
