couch. I fell asleep not two minutes later.
Chapter Nine
Bunkmates
I felt the arm around me, the body against my back and I stirred. The arm tugged me closer into its warmth.
"Burrom, I told you -" my brain kicked into gear just as Cormac's yell filled the room.
"Burrom?" he roared as he leapt from the bed as if it had burned him. I hoped no one was in the living room. Maybe the whole floor, ‘cause he was loud, and also gloriously naked.
"Shhh! I don't want anyone to hear you."
"That you're fucking him?" He didn't bother lowering his voice.
I heard a noise by the bedroom door right before I heard Dark's voice. "You're fucking Burrom?"
I was out of bed with one hand on my hip and another pointed at Cormac. "See?"
Cormac, ignoring me, turned to inspect the stone wall and the wooden door.
"Dude, the walls aren't sound proof anymore," Dark said from the other side of the door. "We've got more of the vintage acoustics these days."
Cormac stopped by the door and swung it open. "Dark, you've got five seconds to get the hell out of the penthouse."
I couldn't see Dark's face, all I heard was. "Dude, you got it. All you had to do was ask."
Cormac slammed the door shut.
He stood unmoving, looking like he might burst a vein as it throbbed in his neck.
"I'm not sleeping with Burrom," I said in hushed tones, not because I thought he deserved an answer but because I wanted to shut him up.
I toyed with the idea of letting him think I had been sleeping with Burrom, just for a little payback, but it wasn't worth the strife it would cause. I didn't want the entire place to think I was messing around with him. I knew there were already rumors , with the amount of time we spent together.
There were other entanglements I'd prefer not to have any light shed on and it would be a lot harder if the entire castle was watching us all the time.
But that didn't stop me from adding, "Not that you have any right to care or say anything about it if I did."
"He's out of here. Today."
"No, he's not."
He wasn't screaming anymore. He hastily threw on his pants and walked out of the bedroom.
"Shit, can I ever wake up in peace anymore?" I ran out of the bedroom after him and had to go all the way into the hall before I caught up. At least he wasn't disappearing.
"Stop," I yelled at him as he was opening the door to the stairwell , but he didn't listen to me. I rushed forward and grabbed his arm. I stepped in front of him, psychically blocking his way. He could have easily pushed passed me but he paused.
I dropped my hand quickly, self conscious of touching him, of what being this close to him did to me.
"I need him here. Even if I had slept with him, which I didn't, I couldn't allow you to kick him out. It's bad business."
He stared down at me, trying to read my face.
"I didn't sleep with him."
I saw his pulse start to slow.
I knew Cormac. When he didn't move forward and I saw the gleam in his eye, I took a deep breath in preparation for what was to come.
He took a step back from me, the last thing I expected , and leaned a shoulder against the wall, crossing his ankles. Whatever had happened to him out there, one thing was obvious: he was still pure Cormac.
"Why do you want to keep Burrom here? If it's business, like you say, then tell me why you need him."
It galled me after all this time to have to explain anything to him but he had the entire castle at his back. If he wanted Burrom gone, he'd get it. So I pulled out my trump card. I needed to tell him anyway.
"I think my truce with the senator is at an end. We're going to need him."
"Doesn't mean he has to live here," he said.
"You aren't worried about the senator?" I'd expected a stronger reaction, at least something. Cormac wasn't the type to run around screaming the sky was falling , but I'd expected more than this.
"We always knew he wouldn't be held at bay for long."
Plan B, "Well, there are other reasons. Burrom allows me an edge with certain
Chapter Nine
Bunkmates
I felt the arm around me, the body against my back and I stirred. The arm tugged me closer into its warmth.
"Burrom, I told you -" my brain kicked into gear just as Cormac's yell filled the room.
"Burrom?" he roared as he leapt from the bed as if it had burned him. I hoped no one was in the living room. Maybe the whole floor, ‘cause he was loud, and also gloriously naked.
"Shhh! I don't want anyone to hear you."
"That you're fucking him?" He didn't bother lowering his voice.
I heard a noise by the bedroom door right before I heard Dark's voice. "You're fucking Burrom?"
I was out of bed with one hand on my hip and another pointed at Cormac. "See?"
Cormac, ignoring me, turned to inspect the stone wall and the wooden door.
"Dude, the walls aren't sound proof anymore," Dark said from the other side of the door. "We've got more of the vintage acoustics these days."
Cormac stopped by the door and swung it open. "Dark, you've got five seconds to get the hell out of the penthouse."
I couldn't see Dark's face, all I heard was. "Dude, you got it. All you had to do was ask."
Cormac slammed the door shut.
He stood unmoving, looking like he might burst a vein as it throbbed in his neck.
"I'm not sleeping with Burrom," I said in hushed tones, not because I thought he deserved an answer but because I wanted to shut him up.
I toyed with the idea of letting him think I had been sleeping with Burrom, just for a little payback, but it wasn't worth the strife it would cause. I didn't want the entire place to think I was messing around with him. I knew there were already rumors , with the amount of time we spent together.
There were other entanglements I'd prefer not to have any light shed on and it would be a lot harder if the entire castle was watching us all the time.
But that didn't stop me from adding, "Not that you have any right to care or say anything about it if I did."
"He's out of here. Today."
"No, he's not."
He wasn't screaming anymore. He hastily threw on his pants and walked out of the bedroom.
"Shit, can I ever wake up in peace anymore?" I ran out of the bedroom after him and had to go all the way into the hall before I caught up. At least he wasn't disappearing.
"Stop," I yelled at him as he was opening the door to the stairwell , but he didn't listen to me. I rushed forward and grabbed his arm. I stepped in front of him, psychically blocking his way. He could have easily pushed passed me but he paused.
I dropped my hand quickly, self conscious of touching him, of what being this close to him did to me.
"I need him here. Even if I had slept with him, which I didn't, I couldn't allow you to kick him out. It's bad business."
He stared down at me, trying to read my face.
"I didn't sleep with him."
I saw his pulse start to slow.
I knew Cormac. When he didn't move forward and I saw the gleam in his eye, I took a deep breath in preparation for what was to come.
He took a step back from me, the last thing I expected , and leaned a shoulder against the wall, crossing his ankles. Whatever had happened to him out there, one thing was obvious: he was still pure Cormac.
"Why do you want to keep Burrom here? If it's business, like you say, then tell me why you need him."
It galled me after all this time to have to explain anything to him but he had the entire castle at his back. If he wanted Burrom gone, he'd get it. So I pulled out my trump card. I needed to tell him anyway.
"I think my truce with the senator is at an end. We're going to need him."
"Doesn't mean he has to live here," he said.
"You aren't worried about the senator?" I'd expected a stronger reaction, at least something. Cormac wasn't the type to run around screaming the sky was falling , but I'd expected more than this.
"We always knew he wouldn't be held at bay for long."
Plan B, "Well, there are other reasons. Burrom allows me an edge with certain
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