C40 United

Phoenix's POV

I bit the insides of my cheek as Lorenzo's palm stroked my thigh. I cut him a stern look before forcing a smile at Yvonne.

“So, Mrs Salvador…”

“Yvonne,” she smiled at me, “Please dearest, I insist.”

I nod satisfactorily. “Or rather, Mother.” She glances up from her plate and catches the smile spread on Yvonne's face