“Should I not wear it?” I asked.
He folded my fingers over it. “Keep it. At least until whatever is going on has run its course.”
I nodded.
“Where is she?” I asked, forcing myself upright.
Liam’s hand tightened before he reached around to steady me.
“Whew, that was a lot harder than it should have been,” I said, finally sitting without assistance.
“We have her in a secure place,” Liam said.
“I’d like to talk to her,” I told him. My body felt shaky and weak.
“No.”
“No?” I ignored my weakness to fix him with a death stare.
He didn’t look phased by it, but that might have been because I looked and felt like a stiff breeze might blow me over at any moment.
He lifted an eyebrow as if daring me to argue.
I shut my mouth and studied him. He looked intractable, an unmovable mountain that would just get more stubborn the more you argued.
I left the matter for now. We’d come back to it when I didn’t feel quite so weak.
“Where are we?” I asked in a shift of topic.
The bed I’d woken up on was nice, masculine, in a room that matched it.
“The Gargoyle,” he said, his gaze telling me he was anticipating my reaction.
I nodded. The base of operations for the vampire in charge of the surrounding territory.
“Is there a reason you brought me here?” I asked calmly.
“Because I told him to,” a voice said from the doorway.
I twitched but didn’t react, my gaze fixed on Liam’s. Maybe if I ignored the source of the voice, he would go away.
The action seemed to amuse Liam, and he lifted an eyebrow at me as if to ask how long I could pretend the giant prick in the room wasn’t there.
“You couldn’t have brought me anywhere else?” I asked him.
He relaxed back into his chair. “I thought this place had a certain charm.”
I just bet he did.
“Pretending I’m not here won’t make me go away,” Thomas said, his voice patient. Despite that, I thought I detected a note of frustration in his voice.
That was something at least.
“Will it make you fix my damn stairs?” I asked, finally looking over at him.
He gave a long-suffering sigh. “There was a delay in construction. The human company I employed is suffering from personnel problems.”
Another excuse in a long line of them. I believed it as much as I had the last one. If he wanted, he could have the problem solved in less time than it took me to get dressed in the morning. All he had to do was work his vampire mojo and the humans would be falling all over themselves to fulfill his desires.
