16. If You Can't Say It You Shouldn't Be Doing It.

Rori

I was exhausted, but at least the burning was now a distant memory. I pulled on my white jean shorts and a pink t-shirt before brushing my hair up into a messy bun. Feeling hungry, I wandered out of my room for food and soon came face to face with my mother and Daphne, having located them in Casey's Beta apartment.

"Victoria, not here?" I asked my mother, noting the absence of my little sister, with a little disappointment as her innocence would have meant any awkward heat or mating conversations would have been avoided.

"She is with Miss Potter, so I was thinking we could talk." she said as I picked at an invisible hang nail.

"Sure, but I am starving." I replied, hoping to prolong the delay the conversation another way.

"Tacos are here." Casey called as she stepped off the lift and beamed as I gave a defeated sigh. However, I was so hungry that I was willing to bear the inevitable talk for tacos.

I happily munched on the Tacos as the women served themselves and sat down. My