Emily and Ginny head to the kitchen for a late lunch, or an early dinner. I do not know. "What would you like?" I ask Gene. "Uh, anything is fine." She mutters. Sadly, I smile at her. "Okay, how about Chicken Parmesan?" Ginny nods.
"So, uh, Genelia where are you from?" Emily quizzes. "My mate is from Montana, but I grew up in New Hampshire with Samantha." Ginny smiles at me a bit. "So, what happened to you mate?" Emily presses. I make hand gestures to tell her to stop. "Uh-" Before she can continue Jack and Felix flood in with a tempered Dean.
"She is here. I swear-" Dean cuts his sentence short. "Mate." Dean growls. What the heck? Everyone in this room has a mate. Genelia stiffens and Dean stares at her curiously. Ginny chews on the inside of her cheek.
What could possibly be going o
