“Don’t you growl at me, Torben,” She growls back.
“What do you want?”
She stops in front of the desk and glares at me, “Don’t you speak to me like that. Do you think your father would appreciate the tone you take with me?”
“No, ma’am,” I look at the desk. “Can I help you with anything, Mother?”
“That’s better,” she pats my hand. “I just wanted to let you know that the shopping trip went well. Mina and I helped Lenore get a lot of lovely items to wear. We also helped her unpack and put things away.”
I lean back in my seat and tent my hands. “Great,” I shrug. “That couldn’t have waited until I was done working for the day?”
“I just thought I would tell you how much I enjoy your mate. I think Mina likes her also,” Mother walks around the desk and leans against it beside me. She looks m
