Chapter 106.
Becca bent over her suitcase, grabbing the tight dark blue denim she had packed, then rummaged around the tops to find a suitable ‘going out’ top. She pulled two that would work well for ‘The Shifter Bar’ and sat on the floor crossed-legged, contemplating which was the best one to wear.
“You will look beautiful in either of them,” Fredrick smiled from his position on the bed, watching over her.
“Thank you. I think the red top will be the best. It will hide the blood,” Becca mused out loud.
“Blood. Why will there be blood?” Fredrick asked, his brows furrowing slightly.
Becca giggled, and looked up at him, her blue eyes full of mischief.
“Wait and see,” she giggled, then discarded the white top back into the case, and nodded her head as if to agree with herself about
