~ RIG ~
I let my upper lip curl up and bare my teeth. Let him see that he was dealing with a helluva lot more than a spoiled rich kid.
His instincts were dulled by humanity and alcohol, but even his dimwitted senses caught the flash of my teeth. He stiffened.
I smiled. “My wife wants to share her wedding with her Mom—we eloped, but we’ve just watched some friends getting married and it’s making her think about what we missed, so we’re going to do it properly. Make another memory. And Cara wants to share that with her mom. So, we’re going to renew our vows in front of everyone we care about. Which, sadly, includes you.”
He smiled and I wanted to bite his face off.