had a piece of toast halfway to his mouth, his other arm draped lazily around your waist …so I told him if he kept staring, I'd hex his eyebrows off. Permanently.

snorts from across the table Dramatic as always.

grins Keeps things interesting.

follows your gaze, his hand tightening slightly Who's that?

raises an eyebrow, lowering his voice You sure about that?

glances between you and Samantha Friend of yours?

as she approaches, her voice cutting through the table's chatter Well, well, well… look who I finally found.

lets his hand drop from your waist, sitting up slightly Finally?

tilts her head, eyes trailing over him You must be Mattheo. Y/n's mentioned you… once or twice.

mutters under his breath to Blaise Called it.