Which was pretty typical of our luck, really. I clomped down the stairs. “Anything?”
Azriel shook his head. “There is an index of names and addresses, but none of them are our sorcerers or the Gold Coast address.”
“Lauren’s sharing that place with a man, so maybe he’s one of the names listed.”
“Perhaps, but as I said, the Gold Coast address was not listed.”
“Which doesn’t mean he can’t be in there. It just means he might have a secondary address. It might be worth taking the index cards with us and getting Stane to do a check.”
“Why not your uncle? Would it not be easier for the Directorate to conduct such a search?”
“Yeah, but that would mean involving Rhoan again, and I’m not about to do that unless it’s absolutely necessary.”
“And yet you’re willing to involve Stane?”
I grimaced at the unspoken implication, even though it was perfectly true. I was more prepared to risk Stane’s life than Rhoan’s, even though, of the two, Rhoan was more capable of defending himself. “The one thing my uncle has that Stane doesn’t is Hunter as his ultimate boss.”
“You can be certain that Hunter is well aware of Stane’s participation in this quest.”
“Oh, there’s no doubt about that.” Hell, thanks to the Cazadors, she knew everything I did and everyone I talked to. Except for the last couple of hours, that was. I shivered and tried not to itch at hands that still felt bloody, even if no blood had actually been spilled. “It’s just that if I lose Rhoan, I’ll more than likely lose Riley, thanks to their twin bond. And it may be brutal, but I’d rather risk Stane’s life than two people I consider pseudo parents.”
Although I was hoping like hell it didn’t come down to that. Jak had already lost his life to this quest. I really, really, didn’t want that to happen to anyone else.
And yet the notion that others would be lost before this quest was over was one that wouldn’t go away and wouldn’t be ignored.
Azriel picked up the index cards, his expression unreadable and little emotion evident in the link. I really had no idea what he thought of my reasoning, but surely he understood. After all, reapers did what was necessary to get the job done.
“We head to Stane’s, then?” was all he said.
I hesitated, then nodded. “After that, we might go to Adeline Greenfield’s place, and ask whether our Michael Greenfield could possibly be her brother.”
Azriel frowned. “I thought you intended to see your uncle next?”
I grimaced. “I did, but after that confrontation with Rhoan, I’ve rethought the wisdom of that.”
In other words, cowardice had come to the fore. But one angry confrontation a day was really all I could handle at the moment.
“It is not cowardice to wish to avoid a confrontation that might set those you care about on a crash course with death,”Azriel said softly. “And that is what all of us involved in this quest face.”
My gaze flashed to his. “You stay alive, reaper, no matter what. I have no intention of raising our child alone.”
He smiled. “Trust me, I have no intention of going anywhere. Whether the fates give me that choice is another matter entirely.”
“Well, they fucking better,” I said, as I stepped into his arms. “Because if I survive all the chaos they’ve created, I think I deserve some sort of reward.”
He raised an eyebrow, amusement evident. “And I’m to be that reward?”
“You’ll do for starters.”
He laughed, and delight skated through me. I cupped his cheek and lightly brushed my thumb across the small laugh lines near his mouth. Lines that hadn’t been there when he’d first made an appearance in my life. “You should do that more often.”>His movements became more and more urgent, until my whole body shook with the intensity of them. I burned, tightened, until I couldn’t breathe and it felt like I would shatter.
“Please,” I somehow whispered, “please.”
He responded instantly, his movements fierce. I shuddered, my control crumbling as my orgasm began to sweep through me, intense and violent. A heartbeat later, he cried out, his body stiffening against mine as he came.
For several minutes neither of us moved. He leaned his forehead against mine, his breathing harsh against my lips.
I smiled, and touched his cheek gently. “If you continue to love me like that for eternity, I will be one contented woman.”