A smile touched Derek's lips as he watched his friend, Leo, struggle to keep his eyes off Maya. He was sure that the potion's effects were wearing thin already. Just a little more time. He thought. A little more time before Leo would be able to feel the strong mate pull, and mark his cousin for himself; whilst discarding the bimbo standing beside him. Zoe disgusted him.
"Well, you have to blame Maya for that…" He stated with a wry smile, looking down at Maya whose arms were still locked on in his. Someone who didn't know of them, or who didn't notice the alike deep blue shade of their eyes might have thought that they were couples. They looked and acted like it, well, except for the vivid absence of intimate touches.
"What? How am I to blame for that?" Maya queried, pretending to be aghast and shocked, pretending to find the accusation incorrigible and uncalled for. She already knew what he was going to refer to, any second from then.
