Riley POV
I walked ahead of Nix as we left the manor. We walked around to one of our usual spots. The tree line at the rear of the property. We used to use it as our base when we 'fought of alien troops' in our 'totally not tree' spaceships. Oh, to have the imagination of a pre-teen.
"What did you want to talk about, then?" I asked. I didn't want to sound as hostile as I did but I couldn't help it. Her recent behaviour got under my skin and painted her in a less than favourable light.
"What makes you think that I want to talk about something. Can't a girl ask her fiancé to go on a walk with her without there being some kind of agenda on her plate?" she asked. I scowled at her and continued to walk ahead. I was not in the mood for one of her head games today.