15
Ariel
“I’ve never met anyone’s parents before.” I twisted my hands in my lap nervously as we pulled through the enormous iron gate that led to his parent’s estate. “Is it normal to be this nervous, Galen?”
“I have no idea.” He ran his arm around my shoulders as his parents’ driver drove us up to the mansion he’d bought for his parents a few years back. “I’m not nervous at all. I know they’ll adore you. You’re easily adored, you know. Adorable. Haven’t I called you that before?”
He’d called me that once. When I was sitting on the toilet, and he’d come in without knocking. I’d shaken my fist at him and threatened to knock him out if he didn’t stop smiling and leave at once.
Galen had this weird idea that being in the lavatory at the same time wasn’t a big deal at all. He often said t
