Ridge POV
Robbie was a champ. She only made a comment about the smell, noise, and crowded place once, and then raised her head and walked like she owned the place. Most girls constantly complain, but I couldn't do much to change the situation. But my girl accepted my answer and moved on, as if it was no longer a concern.
I walked proudly beside her, introducing her to those I thought would be good to meet, and avoided some of the less desirable sorts. Dad was the one who moved us around the room, greeting people, and yeah, it sounds contradictory, but let me explain. Dad introduced Robbie to everyone in the hierarchy, and I introduced her to those I thought were good people and worth talking to. Many arm candies are not worth the effort of trying to have a conversation. The unmated alp
