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"According to the odds," Valentino said.

"But not according to you?"

Valentino smiled, lifting the glass to his mouth. "I would never interfere with the free market."

Around us, another roar went up as the odds changed on the board.

Valentino glanced toward it. "Would you look at that? Silva's getting even more popular."

Casanova grinned.

"Poor bastard," I said.

"Which one?" Rosalind asked.

Valentino lifted his glass toward the humans throwing their money behind Silva. "All of them."

Rosalind smiled. It didn't quite reach her eyes. Something about that smile made me wonder whether my wife understood far more about what was happening tonight than Valentino realized.

Then again, I was beginning to suspect that was true about almost everything when it came to my wife.

CHAPTER THIRTY

ROSALIND

"Ihave to use the bathroom."

"I'll take you."

I turned toward Gunnar's voice. "I wasn't asking for permission."

"I know."

"Then why are you getting up?"

"Because I'm taking you."

"I can find a bathroom by myself."

"I know."

"Then sit down."

"No."

I pressed my lips together. Gunnar didn't move. Neither did I.

Bathrooms were the easiest rooms to find in a venue, especially for a she-wolf with a superior sense of smell. But that wasn't why my husband was being unreasonable. He had a very good reason for not wanting me alone in a bathroom. So, I suppose I could compromise a little.

"Fine, you can stand outside the women's bathroom while I pee."

"I won't stand outside."

"You're not coming inside."

"Then you'll wait until I clear it out."

The arena was packed. It would take a minute to stop everyone going, and they all would see it was because of me. I didn't want that much attention on me.