My steps are hurried to keep up with Evan’s. “Do you think she was trying to get Griffin in trouble?”
“No, only the humans would care, even if it was true.” My steps falter a little at the anger in Evan’s tone when he saysthehumans. I feel a palm on my back, urging me to keep up my pace.
“She’s still a kid, not even out of high school.” My tone is incredulous.
“Quinn, it’s not true,” Griffin reminds me.
“I know, but I’m one ofthe humanswho would care. It’s not right.”
Evan stops in his tracks. He pivots on his foot so he’s facing me, his eyebrows furrowed over a heavy frown. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Okay, how did you mean it?” I cross my arms over my chest. I’m the first to admit I’ve said some stupid things, disparaging alphas and lumping them with macho assholes is one, so I’m more than willing to listen to what Evan has to say.
“I didn’t mean humans were wrong. Just that it wouldn’t affect him in the same way it would in the human world. Michelle’s family would be ecstatic if she caught Griff’s favor, especially if it meant an allegiance between the clan names.”
I get what he’s saying, hell, there are probably a few suitors my parents would have felt the same about for me no matter the age. Maybe that’s why the thought bothers me so much. “Everyone should care, she’s just a kid,” I mutter, then lower my arms and motion for Evan to continue.
“They care, Quinn, but something like that wouldn’t affect my position or put Havenfall at risk,” Griffin reasons. I nod, realizing I’m taking offense at something stupid. Evan’s words probably came out harsher than usual because he’s angry.
Evan scans my face as if he’s gauging whether I’m really upset or not. “I’m good,” I tell him, but the way he continues to stare makes me think he’s not completely convinced. “Seriously, we’re good. Let’s go talk to this R. Clark person.”
That seems to spur Evan into action. He storms up the stairs with renewed vigor, looking left then right when he reaches the main floor. “I don’t want to call him and let him know I’m coming,” he murmurs to himself. “Wish I knew where his room was.” Evan takes a deep breath. He lifts his nose into the air as if he’s smelling something. When I reach his side, I’m slightly winded.
“I have a solution,” Griffin offers with his phone in his hand. “Are you near a computer?” he asks into the phone without a greeting. After a breath, he nods at Evan. “Name.”
“Rand Clark,” Evan replies, scowling. Rand, I know I’ve heard that name, but I can’t place it.
Griffin repeats the name to the person on the phone. “I need his room assignment and his schedule. Text it to me,” he orders briskly before ending the call without so much as a thank you or goodbye. His eyes land on mine as he pulls the phone away from his ear and holds it in his hand, waiting for the text. “What?”
I pinch my lips together, remaining silent. I think I feel sorry for the people who work for him, but then I remember how unhelpful Millie has been to me since the beginning and my empathy fades.
Griffin looks down when his phone vibrates. “Schedule says he’s not working now. His room is on the second floor, two-ten.”
“Well then, let’s go pay him a visit.” Evan stomps up the hall.
“Hey, wait.” I grab his arm and he pauses immediately, looking down at me. “I think I’ll go up to the room, our room.” I stumble over the words a little. It still feels strange calling it our room.
Evan wraps his hand half over my shoulder and half over my neck. “We’ll take you up.”
I know my words will fall on deaf ears, but I say them anyway. “I’m sure I can manage.”
“We would feel better knowing you’re tucked away.”
“Tucked away?” I repeat Griffin’s words. “I guess that’s better than sayingout of the way, but I get what you mean.”
Instead of taking the stairs, Evan leads us to the elevator. I make my way to the back of the small box so they can both enter with me. It’s not a tight squeeze, but with how close we all are, you would think there were a few other people in here with us.
I bite my bottom lip, remembering the first time Evan kissed me. It was in this elevator, back when I thought what was happening between us would be fun, no commitments involved. Boy was I wrong. A smile tugs at my lips as the car bounces to a stop.
Griffin is the first to step out of the elevator. Evan moves to the side, allowing me to exit before him. The hall is empty and quiet as usual. When we reach the door, Griffin looks at me, waiting. I slide my hand into my front pocket and retrieve the key he gave me and hold it up like it’s a prize. His smirk tells me that’s exactly what he was waiting for.
“I’m good. Go figure out what’s going on.” I slide the key into the lock, dismissing them.
“What are you going to do?” Evan asks as if he wasn’t just chomping at the bit to find Rand five minutes ago.
“Hang out, watch some TV, take a bath.” I shrug and push the door open.
“A bath.” Griffin’s eyes move up and down my body as if he’s already imagining me naked and wet.
