Zoe POV
I turn around from the door to find Grace leaning against the wall between the living room and kitchen. She’s holding a bottle of water with a smirk on her face. “So, is he your mate?” she asks, bouncing her eyebrows up and down at me. “Cause he’s hot as s**t!”
I glare at her in return. Vivian started growling when Grace called him hot.
“Ha! He is your mate!” Grace screams jumping away from the wall, pointing her finger at me. She’s acting like a girl who just found out she’s going to prom. I roll my eyes at her. “Give me details. I need details!” She puts me on the bar stool as she gets her dinner out of the oven. “Spill it!”
I shrug. “There is nothing really to tell. You remember that last minute escort request I received over a week ago?” She nods since her mouth is full of
