"Emilia."
"Ares."
I sighed in frustration. "Get up. Please." I gritted out.
"Okay." Emilia said cheerfully, and stood up.
I sat down in her chair, and pulled her into my lap.
"We are sharing all three plates. Don't hesitate. I can get us more." I told her.
"Okay." Emilia said, and then dug in.
I looked up to see my mom smirking at me.
I ignored her.
"Uhm, Ares." My mate leaned back, and whispered.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Uhm.." Emilia trailed off as she grabbed her mug of coffee. "This stuff is disgusting. Can I have something else to drink?" She asked in a whisper.
"My coffee not good enough for you Emi?" Alessio asked from a few chairs down.
"It tastes as bitter as your brothers attitude." Emilia told him.
There were multiple bursts of laughter.
"Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. Fuckers.
