Delaney couldn't move. It may have been years since she'd seen him but she recognized Vincent's face instantly. He was smirking, amused, green eyes sparkling and arms crossed over his chest.
"You what... what are you doing here?"
"Well, we were able to get some time at home for the holiday so we thought we'd stop here and escort you home," Vincent spoke, his voice deep. It was then that Delaney realized he wasn't alone. Standing beside him was an even taller man with rust-colored waives and bright blue eyes. Duncan. Well, Selina would be happy to see he'd at least grown up handsomely.
She glanced over at the blonde girl to see her staring at the table in embarrassment. Delaney knew she was probably wringing her hands under the table.
"Imagine our surprise," Vincent continued now, "When we found you were not at your school. But I will say no one was more surprised than the headmistress."
"She knows?" Selina squeaked.
