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He walked around the whole house while I did absolutely nothing on the computer. When I heard the fridge open, my grimace deepened.
The freezer would be next.
Sure enough, it swung open… and stayed open.
“Tell me you didn’t kill the bastard, Zander.”
“I didn’t kill him.” I typed something random into the computer’s search bar.
“How much blood is this?”
“Enough to keep her alive for about three months.” The words came out of their own accord.
Bash was quiet for a long moment.
The freezer finally closed.
My grimace deepened.
Bash sat down on my couch, studying me. “Why is her stockpile in your fridge instead of hers?”
That was a good question.
Too bad I didn’t have a good answer for it.
“Tell me you’re not the donor, Zander.”
“I’m not the donor.”
Technically, I really wasn’t adonor. I was her mate.
“You’re a shitty liar.” Bash let out a long breath, leaning back against the couch. Despite his body position, he wasn’t relaxed. The bastard was never relaxed.
“Always have been.” I set my laptop back on the couch next to me. “We weren’t potential mates until she turned. Felt like a light switch was flipped. I wondered if it was her as we drove to the warehouse we found her in, but wasn’t sure until I found her drinking from you.”
Bash grimaced alongside me. “When did you start feeding her?”
“When she was recovering. I picked up a stash from Rafael’s contacts for her and saw how reluctant they were to part with it. Having a stock of it made them feel safe. I wanted that for her.”
“Withyourblood.”
“Couldn’t stand the idea of her drinking anyone else’s.” I lifted a shoulder. “Sue me.”
“She probably could,” he grumbled.
“She never asked where it came from. If she had, I would’ve told her. Pretty sure she doesn’t have a case.”
“If you think that’s going to make her any less pissed, you’re in for a surprise.” Bash lifted an arm up and tucked it behind his head. “She’s going to kill you. Tatum and Rafael probably will too.”
“It would make things a lot easier for me if they did.”
Bash’s eyes narrowed. “This is why you’re never around lately, and at clubs so often?”
“My phlebotomist shows up to bleed me dry every other day. It makes me tired.”
“And hungry, considering your body is working overtime to heal itself.”
“Yup.”
