tilted her head back to examine her further. She had blood on her neck. The lamp must have cut her when I shattered it. It was a tiny amount. A mere pin prick of crimson but it was enough to thoroughly mesmerize him. I sighed, clearing my throat loudly. Seth’s gaze stayed firmly glued to the little bead of blood on her throat.
“Seth!” I shouted when it seemed he was about to lose control and forget himself. “I’m sure Jamie likes her throat fang free.” At my words, she glared at me. I stepped back, raising my hands in surrender. “Fine, people; I want nothing to do with this, I was just trying to find a place to sleep when Seth goes and turns into Lucifer and asks me if I still want him. But you all go and have dinner and…and…” I motioned to Jamie, “an orgasm, I guess. I’m sleeping on the couch!” I ignored their dual shocked expressions. “Oh, and I wouldn’t wander around in the middle of the night. I’m liable to kill you while you're getting a glass of warm milk.”
I turned on my heel, Seth’s hand shot out, gripping my upper arm as I tried to go. I glared at him and he dropped his hand, hurt filled his eyes and I turned, flashing my nightgown on; I cleaned my teeth with a thought and had an armful of blankets before I took another step.
I slumped on the couch. Tears threatened and I sighed and pushed the heels of my hands into my eyes. I waited for Jamie and Seth to approach.
“No, I’m not going to flip out again and accidentally kill you.” I sighed when I could no longer stand the anxiety beating at me from across the room. In less than a heartbeat, Jamie was sitting beside me.
“I’m sorry, Grace.” She glanced at Seth as he knelt in front of me. I drew my legs up and looked at my hands.
Seth placed his hands on my bent knees, “What did you see, Sweet?”
“I saw Lucifer.” I began. “He took your place, Seth. One second you were hugging me, and the next it was him.” I looked at them. Jamie lowered her brows.
“What happened after we left, Grace?” She watched my face closely.
“Nothing, really.” I said, avoiding her gaze.
She grabbed my arms, yanking the sleeves of my nightgown up to examine my wrists; I jerked them away quickly, hiding them behind my back like a guilty child.
She watched me, shock widening her eyes; she sucked in her breath and then a moment later, her eyes filled with fat tears and she began to cry.
Seth looked totally confused. “What the hell is going on? Jamie, dearest, do stop howling. That is not helping anything,” he scolded and she turned on him.
“We never should have left her!” She yelled at him, he flinched back, clearly shocked at her anger. “She made a deal with the devil!” She shouted at him. “Does that help you understand?”
Seth’s eyes bled solid silver and his teeth lengthened. He was vamping out and I cringed. He stood and backed away with jerking movements. He paced back and forth. “What have you done?” He growled. “YOU BELONG TO HIM, NOW?” He roared, shaking his head fiercely, his long hair burst from his head, falling to cover his shoulders and then spilling down to end at his wrists.
Holy fuck, he could do that?
His face was a mask of insanity as he turned and grabbed the front door. Screaming, he ripped it free of its hinges, threw it through the wall and onto the gravel drive.
I sat back in complete shock. Holy shit he was strong. Jamie was a little ball slowly disappearing into the couch cushions.
I stood. He was losing his mind and I was positive that if any neighbors were home, they were sure to call the cops, or the army.
Seth turned his eyes to me. He was panting, his chest heaving up and down, his whole body trembling. Silver tears slipped from his eyes as he looked at me. “You are well and truly lost to me.” His voice was hollow; his chest continued its labored panting.
I smiled at him and he took a step closer. “Is that what you want?” He asked, looking defeated.
I shook my head, and smiled again. “No, you don’t understand.” I held out my hand to him and he took it, his face a macabre mask of vampiric anger and all too human confusion. I