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“Why?” This came from Luce.
“I…I didn’t want to marry whomever it was they were giving me to.”
“You’re sure that’s what it was about?”
I looked between the two of them. Where were they going with this line of questioning? I decided to be as up front as I could. Lying wasn’t going to do me many favors right now. If this was cause for them to give me back, well, I’d have to go from there.
“I’ve been engaged since I was thirteen. They would have killed me a long time ago if it weren’t for that.”
Neither said a word at first. A soft “Huh,” came from Cam, and then he stood up. “I’m going to see Butcher.” He turned before walking out of the room and gave Luce a look I couldn’t decipher, shifting his silver-eyed gaze to me. “I’ll see you in the morning, all right?”
I could be wrong or reading too much into things, but this sounded like a reassurance.
Cam left and Luce moved to shut the door, twisting the lock like he’d done earlier. When he turned to face me, there was a look in his eyes that had the hair rising on the back of my neck. Not fear. This was something else entirely.
“I don’t know what the fuck that was, but I can promise you this: no one can save you from me, dove.”
To say I was taken aback would be an understatement. I blinked up at him, utterly confused. “Why would someone need to save me?”
His answering grin was downright devilish, so fitting for him. He let that be his response, leaving me to wonder what it meant.
“Get on the bed.”
“Why?”
“Because I need at least two hours of sleep.”
His eyes skimmed over my body, and then he pulled off his shirt and carried it over to me. “Put this on.”
I took it without complaint. The idea of sleep sounded more than nice when I considered the massive bed behind me. Compared to the way I’d slept these last few years, this was a dream come true. The problem was the man I had to lie next to.
“I don’t ever need to take what I can so easily have.”
“Huh?”
“Pussy. I can get it whenever I want it, from whoever I want it from. I’m not going to force myself between your legs.”
The conjured images of faceless women wrapped around him were not ones I cared to see.
I’d heard he was choosey about who he gave that kind of attention to, but god… the stories about what he did with those he chose…
I shook my head to clear that mess from my brain and rose from the ottoman. There wasn’t any logical reason to be bothered by what he’d said. I lengthened the distance between us and went to stand on the left side of his bed, giving him my back.
“Is that jealousy already?”
I could hear the amusement in his tone. I didn’t share the sentiment. I placed the T-shirt over my head so I could use both my hands, then shimmied down the top portion of the dress I was wearing. I shoved my arms through the sleeves, then finished removing it.
I knew his shirt would be large enough that it’d basically be the same thing—only, it was ten times more comfortable, even if it smelled purely of him. Luce moved to the other side of the bed and stared me down without saying a word.
Realizing I’d given him a great view of my back, I withheld a sigh and looked at him. My hair did a good job of covering them, but it wasn’t a magical barrier.
“Is it the scars?”
He didn’t bat an eyelid before responding. “I don’t give a shit about those. You’re beautiful.”
“Oh…”
That
