“I don’t know about that,” Devon mutters. We all look at him and then at her. “What?” he says as we look back at him. “It wasn’t just her looks and winning personality that made me look at her twice. I am five hundred and seven years old, for fuck’s sake. I don’t go on dates for something to eat and a film to watch.”
CK snickers and says, “I’m with you there. Dating is for children.”
“You took me out on a date,” I point o
ut to him.
“Yes, and we had a pleasant evening of talking and eating and then we went home and fucked,” he says so smartly I could punch him. “To me, that is a date.”
“What did you do?” Cole asks me suspiciously, having noticed my eye avoidance.
“Nothing bad. I just may have inquired as to whether he found her attractive,” I say, circling a pattern on the table.
“Aefre,” CK says to me. “We talked about this.”
“Yes, we did, and didn’t come up with a solution we agreed upon, so I acted upon the one I liked.”
“What are you two talking about?” Devon asks.
“Jess showed an interest in Sebastian. I went with it,” I say.
“She showed an interest how?” Devon asks quickly, the relief evident on his face.
“She finds him appealing,” I say. “I thought you would be happy to have her attentions diverted elsewhere?”
“You have no idea,” he says, and for the first time since all of this went down, I see him fully relax. He thinks he is off the hook now. I really hate to burst his bubble.
“I am not best pleased you pushed Sebastian on to her. I told you he has other priorities,” CK says to me.
“And I told you he can do both. He seemed agreeable when we spoke.”
“I know my charge. He doesn’t do something for nothing. What did you give him in return?” he asks nastily.
Fed right up with his pissy mood, I slam my fist onto the table. “I told him I would fuck him!” I yell into his face standing up. “That’s right,” I tell everybody as they all stare at me in a stunned silence. I hone back in on my fuming sire, who stands now as well. “That’s what you are waiting for me to say, isn’t it? There. I’ve said it.”
“I suggest you calm yourself and watch your words,” he says to me quietly.
“Fuck you!” I yell at him and stomp off to the little bedroom at the back of the jet.
“What the fuck was that?” I hear Xane ask.
“Aefre, getting her knickers in a twist,” CK says. I hear him sit back down and get even more mad that hasn’t followed me.
I’ll fucking twist them round his neck in a minute, if he’s not careful. I’m shaking as I sit on the bed. What has me so riled?
“You didn’t really offer him that, did you?” Cole asks as he comes to find me.
“No, of course not. I am just mad. Flaming mad,” I say, scratching my head vigorously.
“Why?”
“I don’t know. Someone has done something to piss me off, I just don’t know who or what.” I flop back on the bed and fling my arm dramatically over my eyes.
“Me?” he asks as he kneels on the floor in front of me and trails his hands up my thighs.
I smile. “No, not you.”
“Are you sure? Because I will make it up to you if I have.” His hands reach my knickers and he tugs gently on them pulling them down. “I preferred it when you didn’t wear these,” he says.