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“I would like permission to check, sir,” she concluded, finally getting to the gist.
“You’re too curious for your own good,” he growled. That’d always been her one major flaw. And her greatest strength.
“Allow me to do this for you, sir.”
He grunted. “For me?”
“Sir.”
She wasn’t going to let it go, and if he let this continue, she was going to end up saying things out loud that he’d rather she didn’t. No one was near enough to eavesdrop, but that didn’t change the fact that he didn’t want the words spoken aloud anyway.
He wasn’t ready to hear things he was trying so hard to avoid.
“You don’t even know him,” he said. “He isn’t as important as you think.”
“You brought him all the way here, sir,” she disagreed. “And you’ve allowed no one to enter his room but the doctors.”
That was true. The past couple of days with him having been away trying to solve that attack, Odin had had the doctors bring Hunter his meals even.
“That’s because I don’t want his being here to get out yet.” He had plans. Or, at least, he had one plan. One petty, admittedly childish plan. But a plan nonetheless.
“The first two weeks he was here, you refused to leave his side,” she added. “I’ve seen the way you look at him.”
“Enough.”
“It’s the same way you looked at us when you saved us from the streets. Only with more…”
He glared at her, sure to put all of the anger he was feeling into the look, glad when it caused her to retreat a single step and drop her head yet again. “Overstep two.”
“I can find the truth, sir,” she insisted despite the slight air of fear now wafting off of her. “You know I can. Allow me to. I’ve heard stories about what he used to be like. He could be a valuable asset if—”
“From who?” he demanded. Who the fuck was going around talking about Hunter to his people?
“Mr. Shen, sir.”
“Fucking Wren.” He ran a hand through his green hair and bit the inside of his cheek until he tasted blood to help calm himself down. This was a mess. “Fine.” There was clearly no convincing her. “Find the truth. But make no mistake, I’m letting you look into this for yourself, not for me. He’s lying and I know it.”
“Of course, sir.” She didn’t sound even a little bit like she believed him. “You say it won’t make a difference if he didn’t want to hurt you, sir,” she said. “Then why are you so against finding out? Wouldn’t you rather confirm if those feelings you thought he had for you were real?”
“He didn’t like me back then,” he stated. “And he sure as hell doesn’t like me now.”
“Maybe not like, exactly. But physical attraction is something as hard to control as the weather.”
Odin held out his hand, palm up, and the air above him started to heat so that waves could be seen rippling. “I can control the weather, Corbi.”
“Forgive me, it was a poor example.”
His eyes narrowed. “Which is your way of telling me you think I can’t control who I’m attracted to either.”
When he’d been younger, he’d found Hunter sexy in that quiet, bashful way, but he’d never wanted him. Of course, at the time, he’d been fucking his step-brother, foolishly thinking that what the two of them shared was as good as it got. He wouldn’t have had time to consider Hunter seriously as a potential lover.
He didn’t have time to consider it now.
“I didn’t bring him here to satisfy some misplaced crush,” Odin told her coldly. “Which, for the record, didn’t exist. I had no interest in him back then.”
“Can I be frank, sir?”
He quirked a brow. “What do you call how you’ve been so far?”
