Quinn kissed the top of my head, his lips light but warm. "I don't mind the 'holding you while you wake' bit, but let's avoid the whole 'getting shot by silver' part in the future, shall we?"
"Love to." I opened my eyes and blinked at the unexpected harshness of the light. We were obviously no longer inside the shadowy confines of the brothel. "The problem is the bad guys. They seem intent on using the stuff."
"Well, you'll just have to learn to avoid them better."
I snorted softly and sat a little. Quinn's arms slipped from my waist to my hips, but he didn't let me go. Maybe he was afraid I'd fall flat on my face. And given the tremor that invaded my muscles when I moved, he was more than likely right. "The trouble with avoiding bad guys is the fact that it's my job to bring them down."
"Then maybe we need to change your job."
I glanced at him and saw the seriousness in his expression, the little lines of tension and worry around his eyes. I raised a hand and caressed the strong, beautiful planes of his face. "Maybe."
He smiled and kissed my fingertips. "The wolf still enjoys the hunt. When she doesn't, let me know."
"I will." I leaned forward and kissed him, slowly and sweetly.
The ringing of the phone interrupted us. "That will be your brother again," Quinn said dryly. "He wouldn't believe me when I said you were okay the first dozen times."
"Such sarcasm from the man who came running to my side. Against my wishes, I might add."
He shrugged and handed me his cell phone. "I'm more connected to you now than he is - and if it had been really bad, then I could save you only by being beside you."
"Really? How?" I said, then pressed the answer button and added, "Rhoan, I'm fine. Really."
"So Quinn said, but I needed to hear it for myself. What the hell happened, Riley? I was getting all sorts of weird sensations."
"I got shot with silver." I flexed my left hand as I said it. I had full motion back, but there was a definite lack of sensation coming from my fingertips. What was it about my left limb that bad guys seemed to hate? First I'd lost a finger, then I'd lost a chunk of skin, and now it looked like I might lose sensation. That would totally suck - but I guess if it was going to happen, then better my left hand than my right, given I was right-handed.
"Well, that explains the burning and numbness that hit me. You okay?"
"I'm alive, and I can move. That's always a bonus after being shot." I didn't mention the continuing numbness. There was nothing anyone could do about it, so why bother?
"Totally true." He paused, and I heard murmuring in the background. "Liander said he'd do roast lamb for dinner tonight. He thinks you need the treat."
"Tell him I'll love him forever if he does."
Rhoan snorted. "God, you can be so easily bought."
"Totally. I'll see you tonight, bro."
"You should be coming straight home after such a close call, not lingering at work."
But he wouldn't have come straight home, and we both knew it. "I have a job to do, Rhoan, and it's not finished yet."
He grumbled something I couldn't quite catch, then said, "Yeah, yeah, see you tonight."
I grinned as I hung up, then handed the phone back to Quinn. He pocketed it, then gently brushed the stillsweaty strands of hair away from my forehead. His fingers were unusually cool against my skin, and I frowned.
"Why aren't you as warm as usual?"
He raised a eyebrow. "I am. You, however, feel like you're burning up."
"Oh." Maybe it was an aftereffect of the silver. Or the fact that we were sitting here in the warm sunshine. Although, it wasn't even sunny enough to drive Quinn inside.
But that didn't mean it wasn't hot enough for someone whose vampire genes were coming to the fore ...
I thrust the thought aside, not wanting to dwell on such possibilities right now. My skin might be warm but it wasn't frying, so I saw no point in worrying about it yet. "How long was I out?"
My gaze moved to the building on the other side of the road. There were several ambulances out front, as well as Cole and the coroner's cars. In fact, the entire street was blocked. I could see the cops diverting traffic.