Rylee was the most beautiful woman in the room as far as he was concerned, and the way she moved around the room made him think she’d been born to this. Not just money, as he’d been, but to the life of being a cat and his mate. He supposed she had been in a way. And she was working the crowd like it was her business. He overheard her telling someone about their antique place, and mentioning a few of the pieces they already had. She was going to be good at that too, with Barron’s help. He thought about the young man, Dennis, who had met them at the mall yesterday. He’d been terrified of meeting them. And the fact that his mother was afraid didn’t help matters either. But when she sat with them, him and Rylee, she started talking like she’d had a built-up list of things she wanted to get off her chest. Most of it centered on her father and what she’d done to hurt him. “I should have known all the facts before…Mom and Dad were never very good together. They loved each other intensely, but neither of them trusted the other.
