“Everyone else?” I smiled up at him. “Not Titan.”
Otto raised his eyebrows. “Did you want to share a bed with Titan tonight?”
No, not really.I didn’t think sharing a bed before sharing a kiss was a great idea. Unless you were on Love Island. And I didn’t want to answer any more questions about what I had stolen from the bank. Besides, Titan didn’t seem like the kind of guy who liked to share a bed. He didn’t seem good at sharing at all. Or else he would have already joined in. I shook my head.
“Then it’s settled. Besides, I’m your bodyguard. I can’t let you out of my sight.”
“I think that title went away when you became my boyfriend.”
“Is that so?” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me against his chest. “Nothing has changed, Zoey. I’ll still do anything to protect you.” He said it like I needed protection.
“I’m not scared of Callum anymore.” Maybe a little. It was hard not to be slightly concerned about getting my neck bitten. But I was trying to put that fear asidefor Emma. Just like she was putting her fears aside that she had for my boyfriends.
“It’s not just him,” Otto said.
I thought about my clients. Grudge told me that he thought Elias had become a vampire. And I didn’t know much about vampires. But I was pretty sure that a new one was much more dangerous than one that had been alive as long as Callum. Callum could control himself, for the most part. I wasn’t sure Elias had any semblance of control. But he wasn’t here. Otto didn’t even know Elias existed. “Who else is there to be scared of?” I asked.
“We’ve all felt something. I don’t really know how to explain it.” He shook his head. “But something in the air shifted recently.”
It was like he knew something was coming. A change. Could he really sense that I found the cure? “You must have a sixth sense. Like a werecat instinct.”
He smiled. “Yeah, something like that. We’ll all feel a lot better if you don’t go wandering off on your own.”
The way he was talking made it seem like something bad was coming. Or already here. I pictured a cat’s fur sticking up from his spine. They sensed danger. Not good things. Maybe this had nothing to do with the cure. “But you all have work in the morning. And I suddenly find myself unemployed because of a few certain jealous someones.”
Otto laughed. “Zoey, how would you feel if you knew I was stripping online for other women?”
“Well, I’m a very jealous person.”
“Baby, you don’t know what jealousy is.”
I smiled. “I can be very possessive when I want to be.”
“Is that so?” He leaned forward, his lips brushing against my ear. “So you’d be jealous if I was stroking my cock while a woman on the other side of the world was pretending I was shoving it down her throat?”
Jesus.“Yes.”
“What about if I told her to touch herself?” His fingers slipped beneath the front of my leather pants. He groaned when he found the slit in my thong.
“Yes.” Yes it would make me jealous and yes I wanted him to keep touching me.
His fingers brushed against my wetness. “And if I talked about how badly I wanted to taste her with my tongue? Would that make you jealous, Zoey?”
“Yes.” I tilted my head back and it hit the fridge.
“Well, that’s exactly how I feel at the thought of you touching yourself for other men.” He removed his fingers from my pants, not even giving me a little bit of a release.
I stared at him. “So that’s how you feel about strangers on the internet? But not your friends?”
He shook his head. “I share everything with them.”
I needed to hear him say it. That nothing would change if he had the cure. I wanted Kebe’s warning out of my head. “What if you are able to find the cure? You won’t have to do everything together then.”
His hazel eyes met mine. “What are you asking me, Zoey? If I’d prefer to have you all to myself?”
I nodded.
“I love you.”