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“Oh. Hmm.”
“I’ve had a limited amount of sleep even by my standards, Grace.”
I sighed. “A few panes of glass had been replaced in my design.”
He frowned. “Covenant glass?”
I nodded. The fact that it had been in my house, under my nose the entire time was also something I was trying to work out as well. My grandmother had hidden that journal for a reason, and she’d used Blake’s security glass to do it.
Just how well had Blake known my grandmother?
He’d told me they’d never been lovers, but that was it. Getting information out of him was like solving a jigsaw puzzle blindfolded.
“I want to go back to the cove.”
His face closed off into that mask I hated so much. “No.”
“Blake…”
“Absolutely not.”
Six
I peered up at Blake from the passenger seat of his Range Rover. “This was not what I had in mind.”
He held the door open. “Too bad.”
I started to slide out of the SUV when he scooped me up. “Blake.” I yelped—actually, squeaked was probably a better word for it. I gripped his shoulder.
“Hang onto me, dammit.”
“I am.” He jostled me until I saw stars, but I didn’t make a freaking sound. One peep and he’d have me back in the Rover and ensconced in the townhouse like he’d planned. As it was I’d had to argue my way out of the house after we’d showered and changed into warmer clothes.
“You’re supposed to be resting this ankle. No part of that includes you traipsing across a quarter mile of sand and rocks.”
“You can’t carry me that far.”
“I did the other night.”
Okay, so I didn’t really have anything to say about that. I’d been unconscious for most of it, so I really couldn’t say anything. If I had to saw off my damn tongue with my teeth to keep my mouth shut, I would.
I hated being helpless. Hated it more than a fifteen-hour cycle in the annealing room at a glass shop. And the fact that I had to rely on Blake just made it even more frustrating.
But I also knew that the only way I’d get to the cove was if I let him help me. I was cranky and each of his long strides reminded me how limited my movements were.
He set me down on one of the large boulders at the mouth of the cave. “I’ll go in and—”
Fuck, the rock was cold. Sea spray was already dampening my jacket. “No. I need to be in there.”
“What? So you can fall back into that rock fissure? I think not.”
“You don’t know what you’re looking for.”
He put his hands on his hips. “And you do?”
It wasn’t like I wanted to go back in there. “I know my grandmother.”
“I did too.” His chest heaved as he tipped his head back.
