Which meant that he intended to make her beg for his help.
Yeah. Hell would freeze over first.
“Then what do you suggest?” she instead gritted.
“Cyn will be here by tomorrow night.” He glanced toward the window that overlooked the bleak, windswept emptiness that surrounded the cottage. “This is as good a place as any for meeting.”
Tomorrow? She shook her head. “I thought you said he was in Ireland?”
“He is.”
“Is he a magical vampire?”
He snorted. “No, just one with a private jet that’s built specifically to carry vampires even during the day. Once he arrives in Canada he’ll use a helicopter to reach us.”
She blinked. Somehow she’d never considered vampires jet-setting around the world.
Stupid considering they’d embraced every other technology.
Now she was going to be stuck in the cramped cottage with yet another vampire.
Of course . . .
Her heart gave a sudden leap. There were options.
Sensing Roke’s sudden suspicion, Sally grimly slowed her pulse and smoothed her expression.
“The marvels of modern technology,” she said in deliberately light tones.
He narrowed his gaze, but thankfully didn’t press for an answer.
“Is there anything you need before the sun rises?”
She shrugged. “Where do I start?”
“Food? Clothing?”
“A wooden stake?” she sweetly added.
“I’ll take that as a no,” he snapped with a sudden burst of impatience. “Have you eaten dinner?”
She hesitated. Had she?
The past days had been a blur.
“I think I had an apple earlier,” she at last said.
“Come.”
She should have been used to his lightning movements, but it still caught her off guard when he captured her hand and ruthlessly tugged her out of the bedroom.
“What are you doing?”
His pace never faltered. “Making sure you take better care of yourself.”
She tried to tug her hand free. “I’m capable of taking care of myself.”
“I need to do this, Sally.” Coming to a halt in the center of the sitting room he whirled to face her, shoving up the sleeve of her sweatshirt to reveal the intricate crimson tattoo that ran beneath the skin of her inner forearm. “So long as you carry my mark, I’m compelled to protect you.”