CHASE POV:
Leila's piercing gaze burned holes into both me and Damon. If looks could kill, we'd be nothing more than ash by now.
"Too hot?" she repeated, her tone dangerously calm as she adjusted Ash on her hip. The little rascal, blissfully unaware of the brewing storm, started playing with his mom's hair, completely unbothered by his earlier wolfish antics.
Damon chuckled nervously. "Well, you know kids these days..."
"Damon," Leila said, her voice low, "do I look like I'm in the mood for jokes?"
Damon's face fell. "Uh, no. No, you do not."
"Why is Ash naked to his bare buttocks?" Leila asked again, her voice sharp and unwavering as her eyes darted between me and Damon.
Damon, the coward, threw me a quick glance before looking away.
She narrowed her eyes at me this time, her tone more forceful. "Is there something I should know that you're not telling me?"
