C7 Hovery Lord

“Whew! Finally got rid of the Hovery Lord!” Amara said dramatically as she adjusted the skirt of her gown.

She settled it around her legs in the shaded part of the park where Bo had insisted they sit before he left. She looked over at Serena when her friend laughed.

“What? What is it? Am I wrong? I swear that man hovers around me more than a mother hen would do whenever I am pregnant