Gray’s POV:
I glared jokes in the back of the arsehole, tempted to draw my fist and beat the life out of him. But I couldn’t fight, so I didn’t want to resort to that.
I knew what he looked like, so all I needed was a little background information and I could bring him down.
I looked back at Violeta, dipped my head down and claimed her lips, fury still rolling off of me.
Eden’s POV:
I leaned into his embrace, sighing softly. He was proud of me. I loved it. I wanted him to be proud of me all the time.
“What if… I go with you?” I asked, tilting my head. “We could get the presents from them together, and it’ll be quicker. It’ll give us some time to wrap them up, too. And I can call Gray to order those desserts he got for the party. I’m sorry, I should have planned ahead, but I like to jump at the chance.”