Dinner that night was extremely awkward. Kinley had refused to hide out in the room and insisted on coming downstairs with Sam, dressing up in her battle outfit as she liked to think of it, leather jacket, dressy blouse and tight jeans with heels that made her feel brave and fierce. Sam was dressed in jeans and a shirt, his hair all over the place and looking ashen. Clearly he didn't want to go down to dinner at all. Spencer held her hand the entire time downstairs and pulled out a seat, helping Kinley in to it just as his parent's came sailing in. Lily followed, chatting amiably to them both, Kinley saw with a scowl.
Spencer sat down beside Kinley, Sam on the other side, an omega serving the meal which Spencer had ensured was a private affair, meant to be more intimate and with luck, he
