Quinn's POV
“Oh god,” I responded as Brie looked at me, irritated and flummoxed.
“We definitely can’t wait any longer to explain things to him,” she advised. “I told him we’d all go out to lunch tomorrow.”
“You think it’s best to do it in a public place? He might not believe me unless I shift, and I’d rather not do that in a crowded restaurant,” I told her.
“Okay, can we do it in his place or my apartment?” Brie asked.
“Both of those are too small for me to shift in, and just taking him into the woods probably isn’t a good idea either, especially in this weather,” I replied.
“So we should bring him here?” Brie asked, sounding skeptical.
“I brought you here,” I reminded her. “I think that’s our best option.”
“Okay, but you can call him and tell him,” Brie responded. “I’m done
