Dallas was so confused, why did his sister have to speak French…why couldn’t this all be in English so he could do damage control. His saw Lori’s fake smile waver then drop when the French stopped. Oh no…what did his sweet Therese say. He tried to gin at his sister when Therese said that his French was improving and it kind of was….he had to thank the world for Google Translate most of the times though. His smile shook as Lori shut her fan and her eyes gave a hard stare to Dallas,
“A fairy…she’s a fairy,” Dallas cringed at her tone…apparently Lori was going to yell at him in front of Therese…not mind or even care that she was right there. “Dallas, what is wrong with you! I sent you here to set down roots, form attachments, not have another fling with a fairy. Had you not had enough on the run, how many broken hearted fairies did you leave behind. Now I know you have this sick obsession with their sweet innocence, but honestly, why are you wasting your time when you know there is going to be no commitment there. Don’t you want that, a wife and a family of your own,” she pointed her fan at him, “remember you’re mortal Dallas you time of frivolity is done, if you want a future, a family of your own you need to get to it and put these fairy flings behind you. Now…I suggest you end it…I’m going to try this…caramel corn they are advertising.”
Dallas was frozen in horror at what just happened, his mind was the complete opposite he was floundering, what could he say, what was Therese thinking. Sure he was notorious for fairy flings but with Therese it was different. It wasn’t his choice to leave those other girls…he wasn’t safe anywhere he had to run so flings was all he could give them. When his mind slowed down enough for him to regain control of his body he turned to face Therese,