“Yes.” He stared me down, and I looked over at him, frowning.
“Truly?”
“Yes,” he repeated. “He was very interested in doing it. You’re the only one who seems to have reservations. He has all the information on where to get it done.”
I looked away again. Luckily, the elevator dinged, allowing me to escape the small space. I forced the strange swell of emotions out of my body and focused on the issue at hand.
Finding out who the fuck was messing with my family.
14
ROSALIE
After Dante and Klaus left, Ryder and Trent arrived. Anson had already called the police, and now that it had all cleared and we moved hotels once more, I lay in bed feeling completely overwhelmed.
Trix was spending the night with the band in their room, and Ellis had fallen asleep on Dante’s lap earlier. I’d watched him take her to bed, my heart full. While a monster, he wasn’t one to us. I was grateful to have him in my life.
Klaus was still out, and he wasn’t answering my texts. After Ani and Evan fell asleep, I tried to message him again, but once more, nothing.
Carefully, I climbed over Ani and wandered out to Ellis’s room to check on her. She was sleeping soundly with Mr. Rufus at her side. I tucked her back in before I went to the kitchen in our suite. Evan had sent one of the guys out to get me hot chocolate, so I quickly made some.
The way he knew me…
I smiled as I stirred the little marshmallows into my cup and settled on the couch in the dark.
I waited for another hour on the couch, my eyes growing heavier by the minute, before I succumbed to the exhaustion, my hot chocolate gone.
I woke to being lifted.
“Klaus?” I mumbled.
“My love,” he murmured softly as he carried me in his arms. I was certain he was taking me to the extra room the suite had. I was right as he lay me in the empty bed.
“Where were you? I was worried?—”
“Shh.” He pressed his finger to my lips before removing his clothes and sliding into bed next to me.
“Klaus—”
“I love you,” he said softly, cradling my face as I stared at him through the sliver of moonlight shining through the window.
“I love you, too,” I whispered.
He breathed out. “I’m sorry if I react poorly. It is something I have been working on. I know I can let my anger speak before my logic, but you are everything to me, my little hummingbird. Knowing someone is out there, doing these things…” He shook his head, a muscle thrumming along his jaw. “I am struggling.”
He brushed his lips against mine. “There is more.”
“Tell me,” I said, worry encasing me as I stared at him.
“I didn’t find much tonight regarding anything. I received Anson and Evan’s messages about the police’s involvement. I-I realized something in all of it.”
“What?” I held my breath, waiting for him to speak.
“That you’re it for me. That I want you forever a-and, uh, I-I want to marry you, too.”
I blinked rapidly at him.
“What? You do?”
