“Pretty much.”
Trik leaned down and gave Cassie a quick kiss on the cheek and then a slight bow to her mother.
“It was very nice to meet you.”
“Uh-huh,” Sylvia was once again struck by his inhuman beauty and didn’t snap out of it until the door finally blocked him from her view.
Sylvia’s head snapped back around to Cassie.
“Who on earth was that?”
Cassie smiled nervously. “That was Trik.”
“I got that much, Cassandra. But who is he, and where did you meet him, and how old is he, and how on earth is he that good looking?”
“Slow down, mom,” Cassie told her mother as she headed for the kitchen. Cassie needed some caffeine to help clear more of the alcohol from her brain before she dove into this whopper of a lie she was about to have to convince her mom to swallow.
“As I was saying,”
