Page 91 of Never Flirt with a Dragon

Well, I loved them.

I loved them a lot.

And they loved me, too.

But they weren’t the easiest people to get along with. Hence my go-with-the-flow personality, and Vi’s tendency toward intense independence and stubbornness.

Jasper opened my door and studied me.

I looked at him without moving. “Are you going to hate me if they’re rude to you?”

His lips curved upward in a hint of a smile.

“He’s your mate, Randa. He’s not allowed to hate you,” Vi called out.

“She’s not wrong. Even if she was, I’m used to dealing with difficult people. Won’t faze me,” he said.

His voice was low, and calm. Confident, but not annoyingly so.

I nodded.

Then I let out a long breath.

“I’m going inside,” Vi hollered.

I groaned.

Jasper bent down, tucking his gorgeous torso into my little car far enough to unbuckle my seatbelt. When he eased back out, he captured my hand and towed me to my feet. “I run a group of ancient assholes who guard a prison for a living, Sweetheart. Stop worrying about me.”

I sighed anyway.

He chuckled, slipping his fingers between mine and leading me into the house. “I’ll come back for our bags.”

The gigantic front door was open when we reached it. I leaned against his side, and he tugged me closer, so it didn’t look like I was basically being dragged.

I hated confrontation, and I had a strong feeling there would be Confrontation, with a capital C.

Or maybe entirely capital.

CONFRONTATION, confrontation.

I’d wanted Jasper to like and get along with my family before we got there.

But since arriving, I was just nervous. Very, very nervous.

“It’ll be fine,” he murmured into my mind.

Though sweet, the words didn’t settle me.

Vi and our mom were hugging at the bottom of the massive staircase when we stepped in.

“It’s so good to see you!” my mom exclaimed when they parted. “How’s the restaurant? It’s been too long since we’ve been in.”

It hadn’t even been a month, but I was glad they cared.

Even though her words meant Vi hadn’t told her about quitting her old job.

Yikes.

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