her lover’s nakedness.
With a slight sway to his movements, Dominic tucked himself back in his pants, noting the impossible way Gabe’s jaw hung, practically unhinged.
Gabe composed himself and crossed his arms over his chest in a defiant stance before giving them a cold stare. “We are so rewriting the house rules before Drew gets here. Although I’m not one to complain about the triple-X show, I’m not so sure it’s polite in front of company.”
What was he talking about?
Kerrigan adjusted her clothes and looked back at Dominic, guilt written all over her face. “Um, Gabe, I haven’t—”
Dominic cut her off. “Who’s Drew?” he asked, turning around to face them.
“He’s, um...”
“You mean she hasn’t told you yet?” Gabe threw his hands in the air and walked toward them, pinning Kerrigan with a hard stare. “Well, you’d know if y’all hadn’t been all way too inappropriate PDA all up in the hallway... where other people have to walk, by the way. Ew. Gross.”
“What’s he talking about, Querida?”
She turned to face him with a sheepish smile, and then looked down at the floor as if she was embarrassed by her confession. “We sort of met somebody at the beach today. A man named Andrew Dickens.”
“Drew,” Gabe interjected.
“He says...” Kerrigan paused, considering her next words. Figuring getting it all out quickly would be easier, she looked him in the face and let it fly. “He says he’s a Guardian of the Light.”
Dominic looked at her, stunned. “And you believed him?”
“He was pretty convincing,” Gabe offered. “And just plain pretty, too.”
“His skin... it glowed.” Kerrigan stared off into space as if still trying to figure that part out. She shook her head and looked back at Dominic. “His eyes had that same light in them like Grammy’s, like mine.”
He sighed and leaned his bare shoulder against the wall, crossing his legs at the ankle. “It could just be smoke and mirrors.”
Sinclair was a master at black magic. She had convinced Dominic that he was in love with her, had manipulated a human emotion, so altering the color of someone’s eyes or making them a little sparkly-sparkly would be child’s play for her.
“He knew that I’m a Guardian, too.”
Dominic shook his head. “I’m not buying it, Querida.”
Kerrigan took his hand and laced their fingers together as she pulled it to the spot just over her heart. She stroked his cheek, combing through the light beard he sported. “Look, I don’t know if he’s telling the truth or not, but what if he is?”
“And what if it’s all just a ploy to get you to feel safe enough to let your guard down?”
“I don’t know. We’ll have to figure it out together, so I sort of invited him over tonight so you can meet him.”
“You did what ?”
“Yeah, well on that note,” Gabe said, moving toward the stairs. “I’m just going to leave y’all alone to discuss this in private, because, apparently , the hallway is now a private place to do whatever we want. As if an invisible barricade that does. Not. Exist ,” he emphasized, “just appears out of nowhere, able to hide y’all’s little chitty-chitty-bang-bang up against the wall. Ya freak nasties.”
When he was gone, Kerrigan stood there, looking up at Dominic innocently, still waiting for his reaction. But reacting the way he wanted to at that exact time wouldn’t have gone over well. He was furious. He wanted to grab her by the shoulders and maybe shake some sense into her, but it would have been pointless because the damage had already been done.
She had invited a stranger to their home. She had endangered the lives of everyone who lived there, and he had no idea how effective he could be in protecting them if the little now-you-see-him-now-you-don’t thing didn’t turn out to be just a one-time fluke.
He turned and stomped toward their room, knowing she would follow.
“Dominic, let me explain.”
“So, explain,”
With a slight sway to his movements, Dominic tucked himself back in his pants, noting the impossible way Gabe’s jaw hung, practically unhinged.
Gabe composed himself and crossed his arms over his chest in a defiant stance before giving them a cold stare. “We are so rewriting the house rules before Drew gets here. Although I’m not one to complain about the triple-X show, I’m not so sure it’s polite in front of company.”
What was he talking about?
Kerrigan adjusted her clothes and looked back at Dominic, guilt written all over her face. “Um, Gabe, I haven’t—”
Dominic cut her off. “Who’s Drew?” he asked, turning around to face them.
“He’s, um...”
“You mean she hasn’t told you yet?” Gabe threw his hands in the air and walked toward them, pinning Kerrigan with a hard stare. “Well, you’d know if y’all hadn’t been all way too inappropriate PDA all up in the hallway... where other people have to walk, by the way. Ew. Gross.”
“What’s he talking about, Querida?”
She turned to face him with a sheepish smile, and then looked down at the floor as if she was embarrassed by her confession. “We sort of met somebody at the beach today. A man named Andrew Dickens.”
“Drew,” Gabe interjected.
“He says...” Kerrigan paused, considering her next words. Figuring getting it all out quickly would be easier, she looked him in the face and let it fly. “He says he’s a Guardian of the Light.”
Dominic looked at her, stunned. “And you believed him?”
“He was pretty convincing,” Gabe offered. “And just plain pretty, too.”
“His skin... it glowed.” Kerrigan stared off into space as if still trying to figure that part out. She shook her head and looked back at Dominic. “His eyes had that same light in them like Grammy’s, like mine.”
He sighed and leaned his bare shoulder against the wall, crossing his legs at the ankle. “It could just be smoke and mirrors.”
Sinclair was a master at black magic. She had convinced Dominic that he was in love with her, had manipulated a human emotion, so altering the color of someone’s eyes or making them a little sparkly-sparkly would be child’s play for her.
“He knew that I’m a Guardian, too.”
Dominic shook his head. “I’m not buying it, Querida.”
Kerrigan took his hand and laced their fingers together as she pulled it to the spot just over her heart. She stroked his cheek, combing through the light beard he sported. “Look, I don’t know if he’s telling the truth or not, but what if he is?”
“And what if it’s all just a ploy to get you to feel safe enough to let your guard down?”
“I don’t know. We’ll have to figure it out together, so I sort of invited him over tonight so you can meet him.”
“You did what ?”
“Yeah, well on that note,” Gabe said, moving toward the stairs. “I’m just going to leave y’all alone to discuss this in private, because, apparently , the hallway is now a private place to do whatever we want. As if an invisible barricade that does. Not. Exist ,” he emphasized, “just appears out of nowhere, able to hide y’all’s little chitty-chitty-bang-bang up against the wall. Ya freak nasties.”
When he was gone, Kerrigan stood there, looking up at Dominic innocently, still waiting for his reaction. But reacting the way he wanted to at that exact time wouldn’t have gone over well. He was furious. He wanted to grab her by the shoulders and maybe shake some sense into her, but it would have been pointless because the damage had already been done.
She had invited a stranger to their home. She had endangered the lives of everyone who lived there, and he had no idea how effective he could be in protecting them if the little now-you-see-him-now-you-don’t thing didn’t turn out to be just a one-time fluke.
He turned and stomped toward their room, knowing she would follow.
“Dominic, let me explain.”
“So, explain,”
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