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I definitely felt something when I was around him, but my judgment had never been affected by a male. Colter and Mykel were assholes for thinking that it would be different just because I’d started to care about Bishop.
Men could be so full of shit. But did that include Bishop?
Ugh!
I got up again and put my shoes back on. I was irritated, and I didn’t want to sit at home alone and watch movies, no matter how comfortable my home was, no matter how much time I’d spent on my feet.
I needed a drink.
I got into a cab rather than driving myself and headed across town to Night Owl. For a moment, I considered calling Elaine to ask her to join me. She’d have done the same for me.
I didn’t feel like her company and putting on a face, though. I wouldn’t be able to tell her why I was pissed off, anyway. Not to the fullest extent.
Night Owl was quiet. It was a weeknight, so it was less busy than when the weekend crowds dominated the establishment.
A handful of patrons sat dotted at the tables. They glanced at me when I stepped into the warehouse-like bar, but turned their attention back to their drinks in no time.
When I sat down, I ordered a vodka soda, and after the bartender pushed it toward me, I took a sip.
It was good just to unwind. I was still irritated with Colter, but he was just doing his job, looking out for me when I was in another alpha’s territory.
Someone appeared next to me, and when I turned my head, I looked into the deep eyes of the fae.
“Oh, hi,” I said. “Sabrione, right?”
“Yeah,” she said with a smile. “I thought I might see you here tonight.”
“Did you?”
She nodded. “Bishop is in the office. He could use your company.”
I blinked at her. “Did he ask for me?”
“He would if he knew you were here. I can tell him, or just send you up.”
“What if he doesn’t want to see me?”
“He’ll want to see you,” she said. She sounded so sure of herself. She wouldn’t be so sure about Bishop’s intentions with me if she knew how he’d run away from me before the weekend.
“Bishop has a lot of skeletons in his closet. That doesn’t mean he can’t feel very deeply. Usually, it’s those of us who have been through a lot who feel deeply and are so often misunderstood by the rest.”
Shivers ran down my spine, and magic pushed up against me. It was hot, wrapping me in a blanket of power. It pushed down my throat, and it had the power to suffocate me, but it didn’t. Instead, it was like an elixir, and it left me dizzy.
It was different than any magic I’d felt before.
I hadn’t had a lot of contact with fae in my life. Colter’s dad had had fae work for him, but by the time Mykel and I had grown closer to Colter, the fae had long gone, and only their spells had stayed behind.
Sabrione’s intensity made me uncomfortable.
“Why don’t you take your drink upstairs?” Sabrione suggested. “Trust me.”
I wasn’t sure if I trusted her, but I found myself standing and picking up my drink. The fae was strange, but for some reason, I wanted to do what she suggested, and I wanted to believe what she said.
Was it her magic that did that? Or my attraction to Bishop?
I walked to the stairs and climbed them to where a door led to what must have been Bishop’s office. I expected everyone to stare at me while climbing the stairs—they’d stared an awful lot when Bishop had come down them, but no one was paying any attention to me.
Was it because of Sabrione? I still felt her magic, and I fought the urge to rub my arms until I was out of sight.
