"Why are you staring at me?" Dora demanded, her eyes narrowing at Nora and Demetri as they sat side by side, watching her with an intensity she found unnerving now that Kael had left the room.
She glanced at Cai, who immediately mimed zipping his mouth shut, offering her a sheepish grin that screamed 'not getting involved.' Traitor, she thought.
"Nora Frost, if you don't tell me what's going on in those devious little heads of yours, I swear I'll teach your baby every curse word known to man! And not just in one language either—ten different languages at least. So before that sweet little thing says 'Mama,' they'll be screaming 'Fuck!' loud and proud!"
Nora's eyes widened in horror as she protectively covered her pregnant belly, shooting Dora an icy glare. "How can you be so careless with your words? I won't let you anywhere near my baby if you do that!"