Javier's P.O.V.
"Well, Miguel wants me, right? so, why don't we deliver me to him?"
"WHAT?"
Irish and I growl in unison as we look at Addy with wide eyes and horrified expressions.
"It's official, Javier, our little wifey has lost her goddamn mind"
"I hate to agree with you, Thunder but I'm afraid I'm gonna have to this time...what is she thinking?"
"I don't know but you'd better get this sorted out before I make an appearance because it won't be pretty if I do"
"Don't worry, I'll get this sorted out"
"Adrianna..."
I was about to question my little wifey but I was beaten to it by Irish who seemed just as dumbfounded by Addy's idea as myself and Thunder are.
"Have you been drinking the vervain and vampire blood shots that are served in here, Adrianna? because that's the only thing
