He couldn’t think of that now.
Yes, sweetling, he spoke to her mind.
Her limbs tensed around him in a way he thought, after what just occurred, was strangely protective.
You don’t want them to hear us talking? she asked.
With great regret and a tight control on his anger at The Council’s very bad timing, he withdrew but stayed on top of her, pressing her to the bed.
No. You’ll need to put on your pajamas. With what happens next, I want you to take your cues from me. They come in, don’t speak unless they speak to you. Be very careful of your answers if they ask you questions and tell them as little as you can. He studied her a moment and then finished, If you sense something’s wrong, go with your instinct.
Her body trembled beneath him. Her heart was still racing but now for a different reason.
Who are they?
You’ll be safe.
Who are they?
No time for questions, sweetheart, you must trust me.
Lucien…
His hands went from her h*ps to frame her face and he looked into her eyes.
Trust me, Leah.
She stared. She swallowed. He watched as her face worked then her eyes flashed.
He knew, with grave disappointment, what her answer would be before she spoke it to his brain.
However, he was wrong.
Achingly sweetly, she whispered hesitantly, Okay.
Chapter Fifteen
The Menace
Before I could blink, Lucien and I were in the dressing room
He’d tagged my underwear during his dash and when he set me on my feet he handed them to me.
The doorbell rang.
Without a word I began dressing swiftly.
There were a number of things to think about.
One being the fact that I punched him.
I’d never hit anyone in my life and I wasn’t proud of it, not even a little bit. I had a bad temper but I’d never been moved to violence. Even if he was a big, bad, strong vampire who surely could take it and arguably deserved it, there was no excuse.
Of course, he had declared he’d never let me go which was a total, complete, utter and very, very, very vicious lie.
But still.
Another was the fact that he’d spanked me.