He sighs and says, “I’ll live. You need your own sire time.”
“Are you getting on with Devon without me there?” I ask with a smile.
He laughs. “Yes, don’t worry about us. There is a slight problem though,” he says hesitantly.
“What?” I ask, alarmed. I feel my face do that overly concerned thing that CK’s does and I straighten it with an inward huff.
“It’s my mother,” he sighs. “She’s contacted me.”
Having told me that he doesn’t know his father and he hasn’t spoken to his mother since he left home at seventeen, I know this must be a bolt out of the blue for him. I also know that his circumstances are one of the reasons that he made this decision, for me to turn him. No family means no explanations.
“She called you or came to visit?” I ask.
“She called my agent. Who then passed the message on.”
“Do you know why? Why now?”
“I have a pretty good idea,” he snarls. I flinch at his hostility. I stay quiet, wanting him to carry on as I haven’t connected the dots as he has.
“Peter, my agent, said that she wanted to get in touch with me as she saw that I was newly married and wanted to reconnect now that I was making a family of my own. Personally, I think all she saw were the billions of dollar signs above your head,” he sneers in disgust.
“Oh, baby. This isn’t the best news, but it isn’t the worst. Just ignore her. I don’t need to remind you that our secret doesn’t sit well with outsiders. It’ll all blow over if you don’t respond.”
“I hope you’re right. It’s a problem I could do without.”
“Indeed. But all problems have a solution. We’ll face it together.” I sense CK before I see him. He sits down opposite me in the alcove as I did with him yesterday, placing his bare toes on mine. I smile as he watches me impassively.
“I should go now. We have to get this thing with Gregor rolling as quickly as possible.”
He grunts at Gregor’s name. “Be safe. Don’t let him touch you anymore than you have to,” he growls at me.
I giggle. “Yes, sir,” I say quietly.
He chuckles, as CK glowers at me.
“I like that. You can call me that from now on,” he says cheekily.
I snort in amusement. “Cocky, aren’t you? Do I need to punish you for your brazen remark?” I ask with a massive grin on my face.
“Anytime,” he whispers.
I feel CK’s eyes on me. I know he can hear our entire conversation, but he shouldn’t be eavesdropping. Says me. “Sit on that till I get back.”
“Oh, I will. Oh, and before I forget, call Devon. He’s getting pissy.” And with that he hangs up on me, deliberately to rile me. I shake my head at the phone.
“What problem?” CK asks.
Bringing my attention back to him, I say, “It’s nothing. At least not yet.”
“Nico will help you fix it,” he offers.
I smile my t
hanks. “That might not be such a bad idea. Thank you,” I say.
He shrugs. He is shirtless, just in sweats, and again, I’m amazed at how wonderful he looks. And how young. I forget that technically he is still twenty, just like I will forever be sixteen. Two thousand plus years under his belt doesn’t change that.
“What?” he asks as I continue to peer closely at him.