Re: Near the Picnic Table
"See now? You're being a brat." She teased, picking up a new plate for him, and handing it over to him. "And I am socialising. I'm socialising with you before I kick your ass and outrun you tonight." Putting her plate on the side, she broke the rack of ribs in half, and put half of them on his plate, wiping her fingers with a napkin afterwards. She'd rather have licked the barbecue sauce off of them, but she was in public - it was neither ladylike, Alpha-like, or leader-like.
"How are you doing? Slaves all in check?" And by 'in check', she meant two helping out, and one hiding in the house. "Anything I need to know going on?" She hoped Derek had spoken to Scott, but she didn't want to push the subject - it was a sensitive one as it was.