"Substitute?" CK looks highly insulted and glares at Sebastian, after a wary look at me knowing my issue with that. Sebastian just chuckles in response.
"You may be the first, but I will still beat you down if you don't remember your manners," CK threatens.
First? First? His first charge? Holy shit. My heart thumps in my chest. Kept that quiet, didn’t you, you infuriating beast. But then think I really should search through all of these records in my head, so I don't get any more surprises.
"Oh, calm yourself," he says in that offhand way that I’m getting familiar with. "What would you call yourself?"
CK and I look at each other in surprise at this question. "That is a
good question, my love," I say. "What would you call yourself?"
He glares at me and straightens his suit jacket cuffs. "I will not dignify that with an answer," he says huffily. I smile at him until he smiles back, not wanting his happy mood ruined.
Sebastian comes to sit next to me on the kitchen counter and says, "Take our picture."
"Sure," I say with a smile at him, and oblige as we lean into each other, smiling at the camera. Okay, I do realize at this point, that there is some possible transference going on with my feelings over Devon, spilling out onto his stranger, my sibling who I only met a few hours ago. But I do like him. He is fun and clever and clearly has a good handle on our sire, which I find most amusing. The only other person in the world to stand up to him, is me.
"Send it to me," he says, as he approves of the photo.
"You do it. I don’t know your details," I say as I hand him my phone.
He taps into it as I lean casually on his shoulder. I see out of the corner of my eye that CK is watching us bonding with an unreadable expression, which intrigues me.
“There, I saved my contact details,” he says as he hands me my phone back.
I stare at it. "Seriously? You listed yourself as ‘my bro’? Are you crazy? For starters, I am English, I don't speak like that and secondly ‘bro'? That is just creepy," I say and shudder, remembering Lance.
"Hm, agreed. Especially as I most definitely want to take you to my bed," he leers at me as CK looks furious. "Although, I don't claim to have the stamina of our sire here, I am sure I can please you almost as well," he adds.
I flush at his clear knowledge of having heard and seen me and our sire. I change his details to ‘Seb’, and he nods approvingly.
"Well, as fascinating as this is," CK says sarcastically, "I have a meeting and as I wasn't expecting company, they are coming here."
"Well, we can take a hint," Sebastian says and leaps off the counter. I follow suit with more grace and go in search of my dress. Finding it draped over a chair in CK's bedroom, I put it over my arm, preferring to stay just in his t-shirt, then I slip my heels on. Fluffing out my hair, I stroll back into the sitting room. CK's eyes light up as he sees my sexy attire but then growls as Sebastian whistles at me.
"Now I would sack off any meeting if she were mine," he says to CK, who looks like he is going to stake him.
I glow under the praise as I stalk over to Constantine to placate him. "Don't pout, my love. I will be back soon, and you can dress me up however you like." His eyes fill with desire and he drops his mouth to mine, pulling me into him tightly.
"I will take you up on that," he murmurs.
"Come, la mia regina," Sebastian says. "I will go down with you."
I nod at him. "I have work to do but call me later when you are finished here," I say to CK quietly.
He watches as Sebastian and I exit the apartment the old-fashioned way and I punch the elevator button.
"So, the first, huh?" I say to him with a sidelong glance.
Taken a bit by surprise, he says, "Yes. He didn't tell you?"
"He tells me nothing," I say grimly. "Although, in all fairness, it is in my head but there is so much to sift through, it hurts."
"In your head?" he asks as we step into the elevator.
"Long story. I'll tell you sometime. So, you are as old as he is?" I ask, bringing the conversation back around.
He nods. “Two thousand, seven hundred and sixty next month. Are you impressed?" he asks slyly as the doors open for my floor.