Page 18 of Night's Fall
However, both my gals were not paying a lick of attention to the handsome males chatting them up.Theywere failing miserably at surreptitiously watching the prince and me.
I needed to give them lessons.
“Catla,Ihope,”Isaid, and took another sip of champagne.
“And she’s the half demon, or the half fae?”
“Demon,”Isaid shortly.
“She looks familiar.Shealso looks to haveTruelockblood.”
“That’s because she’sMammonTruelock’sdaughter,”Itold the table in front of me.
“I knowMammonwell,I’veyet to meet his daughter.”
“I could arrange that pretty easily,”Ioffered the table.
“I could as well.”
“I’m sure,”Imuttered and took another sip.
“Is there a reason you’re avoiding looking at me?” he asked.
I turned to him. “Notreally.Though, even ifIdid,Ican’t actuallyseeyou.”
He shifted so he was turned more fully toward me, and his entire magnificent face, not just the profile, was exposed to me.
At being confronted with it,Itried not to gasp and ended up making a mewIwas pretty sure he heard, seeing as, unlike me, he did still have his beast, and they helped you do things like that.
What made me surer was the way his full, perfect lips tipped up in a sexy, smirky smile.
“Better?” he asked smugly, and he was smug because he knew it so much was, and absolutely was not.
“Yes, thank you,”Ianswered prudishly.
“I never answered you,” he stated.
“Answered me?”
“About curtsying to me atCaptainJacques’s.”
I didn’t catch my lip curling fast enough, which made his smug, smirky, sexy smile come back.
“Yes,” he carried on. “It’sin public, and any time you’re in public, you must adhere to protocol.”
“I see.”
“However,” he purred, his voice going low and changing from silk to velvet, “say you were walking into my bedroom, and it was just you and me, it would be entirely unnecessary.”
Hang on…
What?
Oh.
My.
Gods.
