Lunch

Naya looked at the wide variety of food on the table, with no appetite. It was embarrassing to be in the same place with two people who could talk about her without her hearing them. She helped herself to a salad and began to eat, trying to ignore the smile on Maxwell's lips and Adam's cold stare as they stared at each other.

“I hope you know that although some people think we're dogs, I don't like bones.” Adam said with an amused look on his face.

Naya looked at him in surprise. She hadn't expected them to talk to her during lunch. They seemed happy to carry on a telepathic dialog where they excluded her with total discourtesy.

“I don't understand...”

Adam pointed to the salad on her plate with his chin.

“You eat better than that, right?”

Naya frowned.

“My brother wants to know if you have problems increasing your weight, Luna. He doesn't like women who are too thin. He likes women with well-defined bodies, but with curves.” Maxwell said, with amusement in his voice.