Next time when Adam wasn’t inside of her apartment, she amended.
Eddie frowned. “Um. I guess. If you don’t mind someone overhearing—” At the look of frustration that flashed across her face, his f
rown quirked a little bit upward. “Okay. You don’t mind. It’s still a nasty rumor about you, though. A call came through to the Society this morning… you’re lucky I’m the one who answered it.”
Yeah? She’d be lucky if he got around to telling her what it was anytime this century.
“It was a female. She didn’t leave a name, but she said to make sure you knew it wasn’t Holly. She said she heard you were looking for elixir. If you bring your Nightwalker with you to see her, she’d see what she would do about letting him have it.”
Tabby’s heart just about stopped. Hoping like hell that he didn’t read that on her usually expressive face, she said, “Is that all?”
“It’s the gist of it. Honestly, I only paid attention because they dropped your name. I couldn’t believe that you of all people would be looking for elixir to save a Nightwalker, especially when she said that she was sorry she couldn’t meet you at home, but the two of you would have to leave your nest eventually.”
Nest. And that was an interesting choice of word.
Nightwalkers used that word.
But, whether the mysterious caller was a Nightwalker or not, she knew about Tabby and Adam—including the fact that he’d been staying at her place.
She glanced over her shoulder, looking up at the window. Who else knew he was up there? More importantly, how did they know?
It was a mistake to turn away from Eddie. She knew in an instant that she’d made a mistake.
Oops.
“No fucking way,” he breathed out.” He glanced up at the building, zeroing in on the same window she’d just been staring at. “I heard something about you putting feelers out about the elixir a week or two ago. I thought that was bullshit, too. But it isn’t, is it? Shit, Tab. You took one of them in?”
She shook her head. “Really? You think I moved a vamp into the apartment the Society is renting for me?”
That, at least, was the truth. Adam had his own place on the other side of Grayson, though she hadn’t been by yet.
Didn’t matter that she wasn’t lying. She made another mistake—a honking huge one—when she shook her head. Her hair was still down from when Adam pulled on her ponytail holder, freeing the strands before he ran his claws gently through its length. She hadn’t bothered throwing it back up before she escaped outside.
However, when she shook her head like that, her hair shifted, showing off her neck.
Where, she remembered suddenly, Adam’s bites from last night would be super noticeable.
She’d been too tired to slap on a magic-aid after he finished last night. She barely noticed him slipping out of the bed to clean up and dispose of the condom, he boned her so thoroughly.
And now Eddie had seen the evidence that she, okay, was fibbing just a little about her Nightwalker.
“Holy shit. You’re feeding one?”
No surprise that she immediately went on the defense again. “Back off, Eddie.”
“Tab—”
She shook her head, roughly this time. Her hair settled again, purposely hiding her neck. “You don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Do you?” he shot back. Then, with a vicious sneer, he asked, “Does Boone?”
She pointed her finger dead at his chest. “Don’t bring him into this.”
“Why? I thought I was doing you a favor, coming to you with this load of shit. I kept it from Boone. I made sure no one heard a rumor about you fighting alongside a corpse. And it’s true?”
She shrugged.
“Tabby, come on.”