Chapter 17

Zea's POV

“Oh God, how rude not to introduce myself to you, love. I'm Anne, that's my husband Steffen." Steffen grunted briefly but didn't look up from the daily paper. I didn't miss the warm smell of a blazing fire, even though there wasn't a fireplace in sight. Nor did I miss the fact that Anne had started to speak to me on a first-name basis.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Zea," I replied as kindly as possible, but inside I was getting more nervous by the second. I couldn't figure out the reason for that.

“Zea, what an extraordinarily beautiful name! I'm sorry to ask you this so directly, dear, but do you have a boyfriend or a mate?" she then asked in a lowered voice and I heard a hint of hope. After thinking for a moment, I shook my head.

"Oh, you know, son-" she started but was interrupted when the door flew open with a loud bang.

Standing in the doorway was Phoenix, wearing only sweatpants and holding my peach pie!

There was a huge