Pov Fucking Perfect Freya Mayer

I had to know. By the time I was done, Astrid had an amused smile on her face and shook her head. Deep down, part of me hated doing that. She’s almost too good for the world you’re living in.”

“Thanks for the insight,” I said. If you start a relationship with her, she should know she’s the consolation prize.”

I winced. I was right. I hadn’t expected that level of candidness. Her high cheekbones and almond-shaped eyes suggested the influence of her Native American background. I can’t tell you what to do. Like everything else, it’s full of humans with different desires and designs.”

“Man, we really are all the same, aren’t we?” I said as I lined up my ball, tapped it, and was pleased to see it was heading in the right direction. “What?” Natalie asked, her brow wrinkling cutely. What a bold question! “She only had one stipulation—Natalie.”

Of course Erin knew all the details; she and Danni were friends. Erin had really outdone herself finding this chef. I was sure she was giving some kind of invitation, but I didn’t want to misinterpret anything.