Watching her through dinner playfully give back Julian’s teasing and get along like a long lost sister with Marcella, it was as she handled Roman, it was obvious. She fit. Holding Onix’s hand under the table, he gently rubbed her hand and winked when she grinned shy.
Seeming to go off without a hitch, she’d stepped outside to get some air. And to wait.
“You’re upset with me. Or do you not like me?” Not looking at Demont, Neveah answered, “No but did you find whatever you were rattling around my head for? Do I meet your approval?”
Knowing it wasn’t polite to do that to people and happy the young woman hadn’t made a scene despite knowing he’d been in her head? He was also impressed. Marcella’s husband Callum had passed out from the strain of trying to keep him out.
And while at first
