Chapter 11
She smiled at both of us and it seemed like a genuine smile. "Hello Moira. Mac, I'm glad to finally meet you. You're all Peter ever talks about."
I gasped out loud at the sound of her voice. My reaction caught everybody's attention, and I quickly tried to make light of it. "Sorry about that, someone banged my leg,” I lied. “Isabelle, it’s wonderful to meet you, too. Listen, I don't know what I was thinking, I should've grabbed drinks for us as we walked over here. I’m heading over to the bar and to get our drinks—you to want anything?" With a nod and a drink order from both Peter and Isabelle, I grabbed Moira’s wrist and pulled her along with me, telling her she could help me carry the drinks back. As soon as we got out of hearing from Peter and Isabel, I stopped in my tracks,
