The Male Vixen

Clara could not remain calm anymore. She put down the strawberry in his hand and walked over. She pulled Declan up from his seat and sat in his place. "Hey, Mr. Blake, you seem to have often forgotten my existence."

"Of course not. Madam, you're a living person sitting there eating strawberries. How could I not see you?" Vincent chuckled.

"Since you've seen me and you know that I'm Declan's wife,