Ashleigh couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that something bad was about to happen. It had started when she knocked on her grandmothers door and it opened by a mouth watering member of the male species. Her grandmother had company over from time to time, but no one around her age and no one that she had ever had any sort of attraction to. It disturbed her that a few moments in his company and she got the feeling she was was being covertly observed. Sort of like when she was at work, with her hand in the biscuit jar and all the dogs start staring at her to jedi mind trick her into giving them the treat.
Ashleigh walked into the kitchen and put the flowers down on the cool creamy tiled counter tops, and opened the honey colored kitchen cabinets next to the sink and pulled out a vase off of the bottom shelf. Ashleigh could feel their eyes watching her moments. With a well practiced hand she dropped the bouquet of flowers into the vase and quickly filled it about half way up with water from the tap. Turning around, Ashleigh noted that Wade was seated in on of the kitchen chairs, trying to look relaxed. Her grandmother sat with her fingers interlaced, looking expectantly at Ashleigh to sit down. Resisting the urge to sigh, she placed the vase of flowers in the middle of the large kitchen table and took a place at the table. Silence was thick around the table.
"I'll start the kettle for the tea," said Ashleigh, trying to buy herself some time before sitting down at the table. Plucking the copper kettle off of the stove, she filled it three quarters of the way from the tap, and set the kettle on the stove. Turning the gas stove on, she set it to a medium flame, to hopefully speed up the processes with out it being obvious. The entire time, she could feel her grandmother watching her along with Wade. Holding back a sigh, she sat slowly down in the kitchen chair and waited.
"I am sure that you are wondering as to why Wade is here," said Lady Leona smoothly, ignoring the silence. Wade straightened up in the chair he was lounging in, since the focus seemed to have turned to him. Ashleigh darted her eyes quickly to him, to find him watching her, and then back to her grandmother.
"I am sure that you have many friends, and it is not my business to inquire about your choice of company," replied Ashleigh trying to side step the issue, because she could feel her stomach dropping at the grandmothers inquiry. What ever was going to happen next, it was going to be bad. Ashleigh could feel it.
"I do have many friends and have a deep appreciation for your restraint. Wade is not here for me, my dear, he is here for you," said Lady Leona. Her voice was cool and well modulated, and for a moment, Ashleigh had hoped that she had miss heard her grandmother. It took her a moment to remind her lungs that she needed to breathe. Ashleigh glanced at Wade, he was sitting straight up and watching her and waiting for some sort of reaction. If anything, Ashleigh prided herself on not being a drama queen, she was not going to give either one of them a reaction that she figured they would want from such a statement.
"Wade, you will have to forgive me, but I seem to be at a loss to what exactly you are here for, would you care to fill me in," said Ashleigh. Ice dripped from her voice.
"There is no need to be uncivil," said Lady Leona, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"I don't see how me asking a teeny tiny question would be considered uncivil, if he is here for me, then I am sure that he would have not problem expanding upon that. I really am not all that fond of guessing games," Ashleigh replied in a tight cool voice. As equally tight smile plastered onto her face as she looked at Wade expectantly.
"I...am here to be your mate," said Wade as if each word was being pulled out of him by pliers. Ashleigh was not quite sure what to say. Mate. Deciding to be quiet to see if he said anything else, she sat back and watched him for a moment. In her opinion Wade looked like he wanted to be any where but at that table with her and her grandmother. She wasn't sure exactly what he had meant by mate, but it didn't seem like it was something he felt he had a choice about.
"Thank you for your offer to be my friend, it is very kind of you, but I can tell that you are not comfortable with the idea of being my friend, so I am going to have to decline your offer," said Ashleigh frowning. She noticed how her grandmothers eyes were practically glittering with humor. Wade had gone pale at her words and was looking directly at her grandmother for guidance or perhaps and early escape.