"I have no idea. Dealing with the police force isn't something I have much experience with. I tend to avoid them as much as possible."
Susan rubbed her eyes before she helped Ravyn pick up the files he'd been reading through. "What about you?"
"Not much to say. Just case notes. There are a few that mention a couple of witnesses who changed their testimony about an investigation he had that involved some woman he'd been trailing. But no real names or information. It's so vague that I'm not even sure what he was referring to. "
"C'mon, Jimmy," she breathed as she put away the file folders. "Tell me something we need to solve this."
Ravyn pulled her up against his hard chest. It was the most soothing thing she'd ever known. And if she closed her eyes, she could almost pretend they were something more than strangers. But that was stupid. She knew better. "Enough, Susan. You need sleep."
"I know." She looked down at the uninviting mattress.
Ravyn got up and started for the door.
She frowned at him. "Where are you going?"
"To tell Dorian to set you up in a bedroom upstairs where you can get a decent day's rest."
"Why?"
He gave her a "duh" stare. "You're not allergic to daylight. There's no need for you to stay down here in this disgusting hole with me. At least one of us should get a good sleep."
His thoughtfulness warmed her. Susan caught his hand and pulled him back into the room. "It's okay. I'd rather be here with you."
"Susan-"
"Sh," she said, placing a finger over his lips. "Don't argue. Besides, I'm too tired to climb those stairs one more time and I'm sure you are, too." She pulled him back into the room and closed the door. "We can be grown-ups about this."
Ravyn wasn't so sure about that. All he could focus on was those lips that begged him for a kiss. He glanced down at her body and felt his own stirring in response. Not to mention the scent of her hung heavy around his animal's senses.
Yeah, he could be grown-up about this...
Switching off the light, he allowed her to pull him down on the mattress. He grabbed the blanket and covered them. Then he turned his back to her, hoping that might ease some of the temptation.
She sneezed. "Ravyn?"
"Yes?"
"Could you roll over?"
His heart skipped a beat at her question. "Why?"
"I'm allergic to your hair and I have to sleep on my left side. I don't know why, but it's the only way I can rest. "
That really wasn't the answer he'd been looking for. He was actually hoping she'd wanted him to flip over for her to molest him.
Unfortunately, he wasn't that lucky. "Are you serious?"
She sneezed again. "Yeah. I'm rather positive."
Great. Just great. She was allergic to him. Well, that was a new one. Sighing heavily, he rolled over only to realize that facing her was a big mistake. It brought the soft, delicate scent of her skin right up to him. Not to mention that his hand was dangerously close to the breast he wanted to explore.
She opened her eyes to look up at him with an expression that said she wasn't any more immune to him than he was to her. Normally that invitation would kick him into action.
But she was a Squire, completely forbidden fruit, and the last thing he needed was to be physical with a human he had feelings for. Not that he was completely sure what those feelings were, but she wouldn't be a one-night stand for him. He couldn't just sleep with her and leave. It was wrong, and it was the last thing either of them need.
Which meant he had to keep his hands to himself. Frustrated, he moved to the other side and lay back-to-back with her. "Is this okay?"
"Perfect," she said in a voice that was so laden with sleep he wasn't even sure if she was awake.