I swallowed thickly, my heart in my throat. “Right, okay. Bye.”
The classroom door opened, and Tate’s head poked in. “There you are. You ready?”
I glanced back at Julian, whose stiff back was the only sign he’d heard Tate. Forcing a smile on my face, I accepted his hand. “Yeah, I’m ready.”
A few hours later, I woke up suddenly, my bladder protesting.
Once evening fell, Tate and Kyren did their darndest to wine and dine me tonight and make me feel warm fuzzy feelings in all the appropriate places. Eventually, we fell asleep together but, a few hours later, I woke up suddenly, my bladder protesting.
Glancing over my shoulder at the two men, I almost didn’t want to leave, then my bladder reminded me it existed again.
Smiling softly at the sight, I slowly slipped out of the bed and found my clothes. Quietly as possible, I pulled them on, only bumping into something once, making Tate grunt in his sleep, but he drifted back off immediately.
I crept out of Kyren’s room and into the hallway.
One thing that I’d have to recommend to my dad, Antoine, was to add more bathrooms in the vampire dorm hall. Not that I ever expected to tell him why exactly I wanted such a thing, but having to walk all the way upstairs to the co-ed bathroom in the middle of the night was super inconvenient.
When I was done with my business and washing my hands, my phone dinged in the pocket of my jeans. Frowning, I pulled itout, forgetting I’d even left it in them with the haste in which I’d taken my clothes off earlier that night.
The thought of what Tate and Kyren had done to me after dinner made my face break into a large smile. My lower half still aching in a deliciously sinful way. My smile faltered as my eyes dropped to my phone.
Julian: We need to talk.
Well, that wasn’t ominous or anything.
My phone said it was just after ten a.m. Julian had texted me half an hour ago, meaning he was still awake. Shoving my phone into my pocket, I made my way to his office, the most likely place he would be waiting.
The hallway was quiet, with only a single golden light leaking from beneath his door.
Since it was so late, I didn’t bother knocking on the door.
Inside, Julian sat at his desk, a tumbler of oaky brown liquid on the desk in front of him. His hand lingered on the rim of it, his eyes staring at nothing.
“Julian?”
His gaze jerked toward me, his hand reaching for his glasses.
In my opinion, and I was sure all the other female hunters would agree, he should always wear glasses, even on assignment. Though it could cause more harm than good. As someone who was trying to avoid distraction, Julian in glasses was a major one.
“Jack, please. Have a seat.”
“Woah, my first name, glass of brandy, still up after dawn?” I slipped into a chair across from him. “Who died?” Then my eyes widened. “Please tell me Tristen’s not kicking me off the assignment.”
“No, I took care of it,” Julian stated, lifting his glass to his lips. After swallowing. He licked his lips and kept staring at the wall, almost as if he couldn’t look at me.
My brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”
His eyes flicked over to me. “Meaning I took care of it, but anymore distractions and I won’t be able to cover for you.”
“Oh.” I paused, realizing what he’d just said. “You didn’t have to do that for me.”
“I know.” Julian sighed and then turned in his chair until he was completely facing me. “I asked you here because I think we need to have a serious discussion about your boyfriends.”
Irritation filled my chest. “Is that what this is about? You called me to your office in the middle of the night to talk about Tate and Kyren?”
Julian ignored my outburst, his voice calm, calmer than I felt. “Have you ever thought to stop and think for a moment? That perhaps they aren’t who you think they are?”
I shoved to my feet, the chair crashing to the ground. “So what you think they’re part of the rebels? That the reason I got distracted was because of their dastardly plan?” I slammed my hands on his desk. “You’re ridiculous. You can’t handle me being happy with someone else. And now you’re trying to make them out to be the bad guys.”
