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I don’t enjoy being on the other end of that piercing gaze.
I jut out my chin and straighten my back. “Got something?” I ask, irritated at his psychic scan of me.
“Nothing you don’t already know about yourself.” He grins, charm oozing off him.
However, charm has the opposite effect on me. It makes me wary.
“Karma said you had a natural gift,” Evan adds.
“Gift. Curse. Potato. Poison,” I say flippantly.
Dante, now Slow-as-hell, says, “But potatoes aren’t poison.”
“Green potatoes are,” I counter, “and you missed my point.”
Dante parts his luscious lips to argue, but Evan cuts him off. “You had a long day. Let’s just get to bed.”
“Fine,” I grumble. “Where to, bossy?”
Evan raises an eyebrow, dismisses my comment, and turns, leading us all upstairs. I expect Dante and Kurtis to veer off and head into one of the many doors we pass, but no. They bring up the rear a little too close for comfort.
Evan opens a door and flips on the light, but it barely illuminates the large room. In the center is a massive bed that can easily hold five people, with silky, expensive-looking embroidered fabric making up the thick comforter and pile of pillows. To my right is a door to an ensuite bathroom. Dante and Kurtis bump me forward as they enter the room, then they kick off their shoes and remove their jackets.
“We usually sleep nude,” Dante says with a wicked grin.
I roll my eyes. “That’s nice for—”
“Is it?” he interrupts excitedly.
“It’s nice foryou.” I look back down the hall. “Which one is my room?” I gesture behind me.
“You don’t understand. We all sleep together, as a unit,” Evan says in an authoritative tone.
I open my senses to the room, but I don’t feel any of their energy signatures claiming this room. Instead, I only feel the same energy that I sense throughout the building—Karma’s.
I plaster an overly pleasant smile on my face. “Have your littleteam-buildingexercise, if that’s what you want to call it. I won’t get in the way of your sausage fest. I suspect Dante needs to be the little spoon soon or he’ll cry.” I give him a wink. “It was a cute attempt, but I’m not falling for your prank.”
“Prank?” supposedly straightlaced Evan asks with a straight face. “Are you denying tradition?”
“I’m psychic, remember?” I sigh. “I might be overwhelmed and out of my element, but I know bullshit when I smell it.”
“Told you she wouldn’t fall for it.” Kurtis waves his palm at Dante. “You owe me twenty, dude.”
“But I thought that my ‘hot-as-sin’ looks would make her overlook the obvious ploy to get her in bed and do it anyway.”
My mouth falls open.He read my mind. “How?” I demand.
“How do you think karma agents know what needs to be done?”
He isn’t as dumb as he’s been acting.
“Nope. I’m not.” He laughs as he reads me again.
“Fuck,” I say.
“Oh. So that’s still on the table?” Dante asks, looking innocent.
I give him my best glower. “This is Karma’s room.”
