Humph, I think. Sure. I narrow my eyes and say sarcastically, “Will do.”
“Okay then,” Devon says and claps his hands together. “Now that we have a plan in place, when do we go about executing it?”
“A couple of weeks. Gregor will be suspicious enough without me pouncing on him with no prior indication,” I say decisively, sitting up suddenly and find three sets of eyes staring at me and my naked breasts. A heat flares through me as I realize how easy it would be to take them all now. With a self-satisfied smirk on my face as my newfound Power surges up under the attention, I sit back again denying them the view as the bubbles froth back over my chest.
Devon clears his throat. “So how will you approach him?” he asks.
“She won’t,” CK growls suddenly, changing his mind. “I won’t let you do this.”
“Me either,” Cole says, now bold enough to stand up to me with my sire’s support.
I blink at them as they look at each other in solidarity. “Oh, look at you two. How sweet. It’s quite amusing that you think you can stop me.” I stand swiftly, the bubbles dripping from me. CK and Cole stand rapidly from the side of the bathtub where they had been perched. Devon shakes his head at me in exasperation as he knows exactly what I’m doing and hands me a towel. I accept it and wrap it around myself as I hold my hand out for Cole to help me out of the bath. Oh yes, a girl could definitely get used to this now.
“I need to wash my hair. I’ll see you back in the sitting room in a few,” I say, effectively dismissing them and to my delight they all leave as bid, even CK although he does so with bad grace which tickles me further. I step into the power shower and feel the water beating down on me. I stand there, head under the water, my hands on the wall for support for a few moments, remembering the Scottish rain falling on me not so long ago. Pushing the thoughts away, as I just can’t bear to think about it anymore, I gather my resolve with every ounce of strength that I have. I breathe in deeply and concentrate on the task at hand.
One step at a time to get over his loss.
Again.
CHAPTER FIFTY
I return to the sitting room in just my robe with my long hair still wet and loose. I hand the comb to Devon, who accepts it and starts to work the comb through my hair. I sigh in bliss and relax under his familiar touch. Cole, not to be left out, kneels at my feet and picks one up to rub. I am completely content.
“Where is CK?” I ask.
“He went back to his apartment to shower and change,” Cole says. “He said he'd come straight back. Liv?”
“Yes?”
“I’m really worried about this plan of yours. What if you don’t get him quickly enough? What then?” Cole asks worriedly.
“Don’t worry, baby, he won’t get away from me. I don’t need to chop his head off right away, although that is my preference. G.I. will wound him enough with just the slightest touch,” I reassure him.
“G.I.?”
“Gladius Infernus. The sword,” I clarify.
CK pops back into the room then, all clean and gorgeous. I smile at him and take in his masculine beauty. He is causal now, well, the most casual I have seen him in a good long while. He is still dressed in pants, but not suit pants, and a tight, black short-sleeved shirt that clings to him, buttons undone at the collar. I inhale sharply and cover up the sound of my desire by blaming Devon for pulling on my hair too hard. Looking chagrined, he apologizes, and I feel bad. I don’t have to hide my feelings anymore.
“You’re not doing this alone,” CK states clearly.
I open my mouth to speak, but he interrupts. “I have another plan. Unfortunately, I have to agree the best way to get Gregor’s guard down is to…seduce him,” he chokes out the words, “but I will be there with you. I am not going to let you face him alone and besides which, I want to be there when you finish him. It’s not up for discussion, Aefre, so don’t even try,” he pre-empts my strike. I stare at him, going all mushy. I love it when he goes all commandery.
“But what about Eloise? I need her distracted enough so as not to pay much attention to the pull she will feel when he dies. I can’t have her Teleporting out, never to be seen again before I get to her,” I complain. In my eyes, CK is the only one who will have her undivided attention.
“Cole will do it,” he says.
“Oh, Hell no!” I snap and jump up, knocking Cole back on his arse, to his annoyance, and getting the comb all tangled in my hair in the process. “Not a chance. I told you before, no way. She will eat him alive.”
Cole, insulted by my comment, pipes up as he stands with as much dignity as he can, “I think I can take care of myself, Liv.”
I look at him apologetically as Devon tries to untangle the comb. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to suggest that you couldn’t, but she is…I don’t want her touching you. She can overpower you and make you do things I don’t want you doing,” I add.
Cole chuckles at me. “Oh really? And what of the ‘if you so choose, I would not stop you’ speech?” he inquires wickedly and I glare at him, caught by my own actions and words.
I sense Devon’s grin behind me as he gets the comb free and even CK is trying to hide his smile but fails.
I huff, knowing when to pick my battles. “Fine. Go and be her sex slave. See if I care,” I pout and he bursts out laughing, as do the other two Judases.