“I, I, I.” She stammered. “Of course not. Amy is my best friend.” She looked at me. “You believe me, right?”
I stared at her for a second too long, and I saw sweat spring to her forehead. Then I smiled. “Of course I believe you. Brandon wouldn’t cheat on me…right?” I turned to him and he swallowed loud enough that I heard it across the table. “You wouldn’t do that to me after what my dad did to my mom, right?”
He jumped, like I surprised him. “Of course I wouldn’t.” But even from here, I could see the guilt eating at him.
“I know your dad has different views about mating than I do. And if that is what you want, we can still cancel the mating ceremony.” I let hurt enter my eyes. “I just refuse to share my mate with anyone.”
He swallowed again. “I know. And I agree with you. I promise I
