*George’s POV*
“Hey stranger,” I heard Mari say as I walked past her open door. It wasn’t my plan to speak to her, not until she said, “you are barking up the wrong tree, she’s not coming back any time soon.” What would she know about my mate’s whereabouts anyway?
“Do you have anything useful to say?” I asked her and watched her wince at my choice of words. Perhaps I was being rude, but it was past midnight and I needed to find Miranda. I braced a hand on her door frame as I watched her get out of her wingback chair. It was covered in blush pink velvet to match her soft and delicate features. If I were an unmated man, I would probably find her attractive. But I wasn’t and I didn’t... not even as she strolled towards me with an exaggerated sway to her hips, wearing nothing but a skimpy s
