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Seth closed the space between them and lifted a hand to cup her cheek. The touch soothed her tripping pulse, then kicked the beat even higher. She resisted leaning into his touch for a solid two seconds before she gave in to her weakness.
“You’re safe. That’s what matters.”
A slow, simmering smile spread across his face. The hornets hummed louder than ever. Wait, no, that purring noise came from Seth.
His expression snapped closed and he took a step back. “There’s nothing to forgive.”
Right. Very right. He was her bodyguard, not her pool boy. They needed to stay professional.
And also, what the fuck? Purring? She liked vocal men, but she’d never heard one purr before.
"So, this is your place?" Lilah said too loud. She covered herself with a gesture to the general room. "Obvious predicament. There's only one bed."
Heat flashed through his eyes as he darted a look between her and the bed. "Don't worry about it. I won't be sleeping much tonight anyway."
"You've been up for hours. You need to sleep at some point." Not with her, of course. Not even if the images dried her tongue.
"I'm first up for patrol. I just wanted to check in before I left." He threw her a smile. "Didn't want to make you deal with those harpies for long."
Purring, Lilah. The man purred. His eyes changed. If it quacks like a duck, it could probably shift into one.
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