Chapter 33

KIMBERLY’S POV Dessert was also served in glass bowls with fragrant tiramisu and newly baked tarts. Ravenwood's family sat in a wide grand room where finally conversations went easy and without restraint though somehow the flutter would not totally quit my heart. With Xavier sitting next to me on one plush couch, the family stare would set on me with an interest I wasn't prepared for; I just could not manage to take a complete flight over from this uncomfortable position. I shifted uncomfortably under his attention, my eyes straying to the plate with my dessert on it. The Ravenwoods were charismatic; courtesy and polish ramped up in the company of their own and against the ice that characterized my family dinners. Even with as accepted as they'd made me feel, though, I felt like an outsider peering in. My reverie was short-lived because Grandfather Ravenwood cut through the murmur of conversations in his deep voice: "Everybody." His commanding voice cut through the chatter. The room fe