~Dionne~
“Princess? Princess, what’s wrong?” Speak of the devil, of course. She picked the wrong time to call. She must have known I was trying to get some information out of her father. Maybe she has ESP, who knows? I just know that Josiah owes me more answers, and I want them.
He stays on the phone a bit more, not giving away the context of their conversation. He hangs up and turns to me. “Well?” Josiah starts to clean up his desk. “Josiah?”
“Yes, my love?”
“Don’t ‘my love’ me. I want an answer to my questions. What was that with Lyric?”
“Huh?” I sigh, exasperated.
“You were just on the phone with Lyric, what was it about? I asked you about Lyric’s mate and I want the answers to my questions.”
“Uh, I’m a little busy right now. Can we continue this conversation later?” I know my
