Well, maybe Liv is used to being spoken to like that from a Hunter, but I most certainly am not. “How dare you?” I hiss at him. “Do you know who you are speaking to?”
“Oh please, don’t try and pull that bullshit with me,” he says, rolling his eyes. “You know you don’t scare me.”
I narrow my eyes at him. They are awfully free with the swear words over here, just throwing them into conversation willy-nilly.
“Let us just run,” I state.
“Let us,” he says, mocking me.
I follow him outside and he sets the pace and I keep up. I can’t say I have ever run for pleasure before. It is quite invigorating.
I end up having quite a pleasant time, despite the unpleasant company. We are out most of the morning and I am feeling fantastic in both body and mind when we get back to the hotel.
“Thank you,” I tell him stiffly. “That was enjoyable.”
“Sure,” he says, giving me a curious look.
I clear my throat and say, “Well, I am off to take a shower.”
“Don’t you want me to stay?” he asks, and my eyes widen.
Him too? What is with this woman?
“You aren’t supposed to be alone,” he adds at my look.
Oh. Oops. Good thing I didn’t just throw myself at him. He is rather good looking, even if his origins are distasteful.
“No, I am fine, thanks,” I try to say casually, and he reluctantly accepts it and nods at me. I nod back and head towards the shower.
I sit with her phone again then, seeing as I am alone and go through all of her emails and meetings. It seems she has days designated to each of her lovers.
How organized, I think sarcastically. I note that “CK” gets two. Tuesday and Wednesday. That must be what Devon meant earlier.
Oh, Constantine, I sigh. Why did you have to do what you did? I am still so upset with him, but I am starting to miss him now. If we ever do get switched back, I will tell him I forgive him. I can’t bear the way we have been living these last few weeks, especially as Sebastian has been away at Court. That brings my thoughts around to Drake. My father. I hate him. He is a frightening, mean beast and he can go and shove his Court up his arse! Yes, I actually quite like this swearing, it does make one feel better.
I nearly jump out of her skin when Sebastian pops in out of nowhere.
“Calling on my second for the week,” he says as he casually leans against the end table.
Second what?
“Oh?” I say, arching an eyebrow at him. I am madly curious as to this relationship that they have or don’t have.
“Yes, it is Tuesday already and I have only had you once.”
Hm, perhaps
there is more to this than I first thought. I have to say; I am itching to get my hands on him.
“Come back to my room, no one will bother us there,” he says as he grabs my hands and Teleports us to his room.
I feel slightly guilty. If Liv doesn’t have a sexual relationship with Sebastian, I shouldn’t go about initiating one, but I look at him and all I can see is my Sebastian. He notices my look and says, in that forthright way I love him for, “That is the second time in two days I have seen you look at me in that way. What gives, Livvie? Are you finally coming to your senses?” He then smirks.
“You want that, don’t you?” I say. “You know why we would be so good together.” I step closer to him and, startled, he stumbles back, hands up.
“Okay, hang on a minute, Queenie. What exactly are you saying?”
Oh, to Hell with this, I want him. My inner whore has been unleashed and I just want him and all of them. If she gets to do it, then why can’t I?