“Gaius, can I speak with you? In there?” Harriette pointed aggressively toward Cal’s kitchen.
Cal nodded trying not to feel like a child about to be scolded. He told Elise to make herself comfortable and followed Harri into the kitchen, forcing himself to walk straight with his head high. He knew exactly what she was going to say but he didn’t know how to answer. When she turned on him finger in his face he jerked back.
“Are you kidding me?” Her eyes burned with anger and some fear.
Cal stared at her blankly for a moment. He couldn’t use his I’m-the-emperor-of-Rome voice to force her to back down. She was not only very much older than him but also his maker she could make him regret the day he was born with just a single word. He stood still waiting for her next move. When she said n
