Page 110 of Night's Fall
“Yes, honey, you do,”Mrs.Truelockcalled from living room.
I swallowed, nodded to my gals, caughtSirk’sgaze asIwalked toward the hall, taking encouragement from his chin lift, then went in search of my mate.
The place was so big, with so many rooms, it took a while to find him.
He was in what was obviously his office, a way more official one than the one off his bedroom.Hewas seated behind a big desk, a display in front of him, and he was obviously on a business comm.
I wandered to his desk, and his gaze came up to me.
You okay?Imouthed.
“One moment, please.Videoand audio mute,” he said to the screen, then came back to me. “That’smy question.”
“That wasn’t my family.”
“Yes, darling, it was.”
Eek!
“You were really angry,”Inoted.
“I will be angry again.Andagain.Anddefinitely again.”
My poorAleksei.
“Quiet night in tonight to talk about family dynamics.Thiswill, obviously, be accompanied by a great supply of alcoholic beverages,”Isuggested.
He gave me a soft smile. “I’llcook.”
“It’s a plan.”
“The team has removed theBenzobytinedelivery system and otherwise has done a full sweep of both of your spaces.Yourloft and studio are safe.Youshould feel free to go to your studio to work if need be.ButI’llneed to callAnthemeto put your detail together so she can check things out, transport and secure you if you need to work.She’srather good at secreting people away.Shecan get you there without anyone knowing you’re there.”
“Are you okay with me being that far away?”
“Will you be home later?”
“Yes.”
“ThenI’lltry to be okay with you being gone.”
“If things get, well…too intense, just comm andI’llcome home.”
“I’d appreciate that.”
“I’m really…”Gods, this was hard. “Dang,drahko,I’mreally sorry all that happened this morning.Weshould have just stayed in bed.”
“AlthoughIsense it will be rareIever decline such an offer,I’mnot sorry.Theycould paint a veneer over it, but it would chip, crack and fade eventually.Thatis the family you get from me.Youneed to know it.Thefamily you bring to this union needs to know it.Now, you all know it.It’sout there, unvarnished.Andwe move on.”
His matter-of-fact attitude about this was a tad bit alarming.
“You’re right,”Iwhispered. “I’mstill sorry.”
“A quick kiss before you go,” he dismissed me sweetly.
I really wanted to take some time with him, make sure he was okay.
I also wanted to ask about thePR60business, just in case he hadn’t processedI’dmentioned they’d used one on me during the attack.Ifelt the investigators needed to consider this.
