They’re not kissing.They’re not doing anything.
But Jules’ back is against the wall, his gaze shuttered.
Sorrenko hears Lachlan and turns, grinning ruefully.‘Ah, you caught me, Tanner.I guessed we had thirty seconds, but you made it in twenty-eight.Impressive.’He kisses Jules’ cheek, says softly, ‘Let me know your thoughts.’
Jules says nothing, stays against the wall.
Lachlan waits until Sorrenko is gone to ask Jules, ‘Did he touch you?’
‘Kissed my cheek.’
‘You know what I mean.’
‘No.’
‘Did he—?’
‘Why do youcare, Bodyguard?’
‘You’re my responsibility.’
‘Am I?’It’s so jaded, so disconnected.‘You don’t seem interested in taking care of me beyond keeping me alive and untouched.’
‘That’s what I’m paid for.What did he say to you?’
‘He asked if I want to go with him when he leaves.’
‘What?’
‘Go with him to Europe for travel.Learn the ropes, see new places.’The boy’s glittering lids sit at half-mast.‘He’s going to ask my father.’
‘Let’s go back up now.’
‘I want to stay.’
‘You know you can’t be away for longer than—’
‘Why don’t you kiss me?’
‘Because I don’t want to,’ Lachlan sighs, tired of this before it even starts.
‘Am I not pretty enough for you?’
‘Julian.’
‘Am I not attractive enough?’
‘You’re gorgeous, you little brat, and you absolutely know it.Now get—’
‘Is it because I’m a Paranatural?’
‘For Christ’s sake,’ Lachlan comes closer.‘You’renota Paranatural.Fenwick had a panic attack.A lot of people are afraid of them.He lost it.’
‘I’d never heard the word before that night.’
‘You don’t exactly move in common circles.’
‘How do you know I’m not?’
