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His continued amusement made her smack his arm, and he was unrepentant for thinking the whole thing was funny. If it were a man waving at her, despite what he said about not caring if the guy looked, he would have gone off. The bum should give the woman a look that said Sophia was taken, not laugh.
“Come on, my love,” he coaxed. “Don’t be angry. She’s not doing any harm.”
“Whatever. Is she a shifter?”
He shook his head. “No.”
“Well that’s something at least.”
When the music ended, she stepped out of his arms. He seemed reluctant to remove his hand from her waist. She saw a way to make him pay for his teasing.
“I’m going to the ladies room. I hope some man comes and hits on you while I’m gone.”
Sebastian threw his head back and laughed out loud. Several women turned their heads in his direction and cast him longing looks. For a second Sophia considered forgetting about the restroom, but she really did have to pee. She decided not to give in to jealousy or worry. After all, Sebastian was devoted to her. As she strode away toward the hall, her Guard falling into step behind her, she glanced over her shoulder. Sure enough, Sebastian’s gaze was locked on her. She put a little extra swing in her hips and imagined she saw his eyes turn golden.
Once she reached the ladies room, she paused. “Any of you have to use the restroom?” she asked Ava, Diana, and Darla.
Ava frowned. “Even if we do we’ll hold it until we’re back home.”
“Really? Why?”
Her head Guard looked like she struggled with tolerance. Their relationship hadn’t improved over the last few weeks. “Because we won’t be caught indisposed if something happens.”
“I guess that makes sense. Okay, well you three can wait out here. I don’t want an audience while I pee.”
Ava glared at her. “You should be used to—”
“Well, I’m not. Wait out here.”
A grumble escaped the woman. “I’ll go in and check everything out first.”
Sophia didn’t argue, and Ava disappeared inside the restroom to make sure all was clear. Within seconds she returned and nodded. Sophia darted inside and hurriedly found a stall. The place was clean, and it smelled fresh. She wasn’t surprised given the high-class gala attendants.
After she finished her business, she stood at the sink washing her hands. Another of the stalls opened, and a woman stepped out to wash her hands two sinks down from Sophia’s. She nodded in greeting, dried her hands, and left. Ava must not have considered her a threat, and she was right.
The door opened again, and Sophia looked up to see the older woman in emerald.
Crap.
Ava couldn’t have known this person was probably gay and interested in Sophia. Of course, Sophia could defend herself from an amorous older lady, but all she wanted to do was get back to Sebastian.
The woman didn’t even pretend to need to use a stall. She set a beaded purse on the sink next to Sophia that looked like it had been cut from her dress. “Hello, darling. I wanted to tell you what a lovely hair comb you have there.”
Sophia tensed but forced a smile. “Thank you. My husband loves it too.”
The woman chuckled. “Oh, I bet he loves a lot more than that comb.”
Sophia’s eyes widened, and she took a step to the left. She prepared to call Ava in just to have a buffer but then thought better of it. Ava would probably ride her for weeks about how she couldn’t handle one old woman.
“Thanks.” She turned to go but paused when the woman pulled something out of her purse. One might expect a compact to powder a nose or maybe lipstick. Instead, she held a small recorder, the smallest Sophia had ever seen. She pressed a button, but no sound came out of the device. Was she recording? “Wha—”
“I’ll make this fast, my dear,” the woman said, still smiling. “If there are any of them nearby they can’t hear.”
Dread washed over Sophia. “They?”
She waggled a finger. “I recognize that comb. It’s one of a kind. Used to belong to a very special woman. She would wear it as a signal.”
“A signal?”
