Emily leaned back from the table, smiling at her family. Lunch had been just as good as she thought it would be and the conversations had been surprisingly easy. She looked over at Vincent and he shot a wink her way, she looked down at her hands before she peeked over at CJ. He was being quieter than normal and she wasn’t sure how to feel about that. He kept glancing between her and Vincent and then at her mother before he's look back at Emily. His eyebrows drawn together and his lips pressed into a thin line.
CJ had eaten, but Emily was used to shifters and how they tore through food almost ravenously. His plate was barely touched compared to everyone else’s. Vincent stood grabbing her plate and stacking it with his own.
“I got this, Em. Visit with your family.” He said grinnin
