Chapter 42

"I am, I'm just wondering who you would want to dress up as." "Myself, who else would I want to be?" My eyes widen and I snort, "Umm, Zac Efforn's wife." She drops her arms and smiles, "Oh my God, yes." I feign dismay as I look at her, "Too bad he doesn't like hot girls that can shape shift into cute white wolves." Belle gasps, "You take that ba-" "Hey ladies." Her words got cut off before she completes it. I tense, how did I not smell him coming here? Well since I didn't, I have to deal with him. "Hi, didn't see you or smell you coming." Mirabelle frowns. Of course he masked his scent, smart. I watch as he takes a seat with a blank expression on my face. "Hi Mia." No, no. "Hi." I say turning my attention back to Mirabelle, "You were saying?" Her jaw drops and she grins full of humor, yes. Only Mirabelle would be this amused by the awkwardness surrounding us, but I'm glad I'm not sitting at the table, standing is so much better. "I forgot but hey, how is that nerdy guy.