“Well that went about as well as I expected,” I snorted, kicking at the chair absent-mindedly after my father left us.
“It could have been a lot worse,” Ryan shrugged as I raised an eyebrow at him.
“True,” I said as a slow smirk spread across my face, “He could have tried to involve us in some underhanded scheme or…”
“Or I could have ripped his throat out for daring to be so insolent to my love..my Luna,” He growled huskily as I felt myself melt under his attention.
I relaxed into his arms as he chuckled and kissed the top of my head.
“That would have been a bit messy though,” I said playfully, wrinkling my nose up at him, “It would also be quite unlucky to commit murder a day before the eve of our Wedding, don’t you think?”
“I think that depends very much on who you ask,” Ryan snort
