Dahlia's POV
"Dahlia, why aren't you inside with your husband? Don't tell me you're standing out here waiting for me?" Dorian approached with that familiar smirk playing across his lips. His eyes swept from me to Soren, then back again, one eyebrow arching with obvious amusement. "You are waiting for me, aren't you?"
"Hold on, what are you doing here?" I stared at him, confusion creasing my brow.
The moment the words left my mouth, I realized how foolish the question sounded. Of course the Zaid family would extend invitations to all four major families in Crestwood City for their birthday celebration.
The Bailey family had been dealing with so much chaos lately that attending social gatherings probably wasn't high on their priority list.
Still, even if they chose to skip the event, they'd send a representative with their gift. I just never expected that representative to be Dorian.
