Conner’s expression showed boredom as he sipped from the flute of champagne he’d procured from one of the waiters circling the room.
“Did you get one for me?” I asked, giving his hand an expectant look.
His face remained unchanging as he offered me the glass in his other hand.
I took it with a murmured thank you.
“I didn’t get one for you,” Connor informed Liam.
“I’m on duty tonight anyway. Alcohol would only affect my alertness.”
Connor frowned at his champagne flute as if he hadn’t thought of that.
While he was debating whether to finish his glass, Liam slid an arm behind my back to rest his palm against my hip. “I’m glad to see you two could make it.”
Liam pressed a kiss against my shoulder, sending shivers rocketing through me.
“Worried?” I asked in an arch tone.
“About you—always.”
I lifted onto the tips of my toes, placing my mouth next to Liam’s ear so others wouldn’t hear. “We’re going to have a talk about this later. Don’t think I won’t retaliate for that stunt with Nathan.”
I dropped back onto my heels, giving him a sharp toothed smile.
Liam squeezed my hip. “From what Nathan shared, it was a good thing he appeared when he did.”
Vampires. They were as gossipy as a bunch of teenagers.
“I’m looking forward to hearing the story of what happened later,” Liam said in a low voice.
A disturbance from the club below saved me.
Liam forgot about my matters as caution invaded his frame, everything about him going alert. He found his enforcers in the crowd and jerked his head at them in a silent order to investigate.
Nathan and Anton stalked toward the staircase as a blond mountain of a man and another with amber eyes and the sleek glide of an assassin headed to protect Thomas.
A fifth appear out of the crowd next to Liam. Of Asian descent, Makoto’s hair was one color for once and slicked back from his forehead in a debonair style.
He gave me a quick nod of acknowledgment as he handed Liam his phone.
Liam took it, watching the security video that Makoto had already pulled up for him.
I edged closer, taking a look at the screen over Liam’s shoulder.
There wasn’t much to see. Just three men and a woman stalking through the club like they had a purpose. One of the men looked up at the camera and winked.
Liam shut off the screen and returned the phone to Makoto. “I understand. Warn Thomas we have company.”
“What’s going on?” I asked as Makoto nodded and plunged back into the crowd, heading in Thomas’s direction.
Connor looked over in curiosity.
Liam pulled me into his arms in a romantic gesture that belied the words he said into my ear. “Something is about to happen. I have to go. I want you and Connor to stay here. Don’t draw his attention if you can help it.”
I reared back, looking up at in him confusion. Liam dropped a kiss on my lips. He was gone before I could ask any of the questions plaguing me.
At his disappearance, Connor stiffened. A wary vigilance filled his body as he cut the distance between us.
