Samson.” Gabriel grinned and for a moment forgot all his troubles. It was good to see his friend so happy.
“Don’t I know it. I want you to stay here—Carl is making up the master bedroom for you. We’re taking Oliver with us.”
“You’re taking a human bodyguard?” Oliver, a human, was Samson’s personal assistant and took care of all his daytime needs.
“For Delilah. I’m sure she’ll want to see some sights during the day while I have to stay indoors. I don’t want to deprive her of the occasion. Oliver will keep her safe.”
“I understand.”
Samson looked back at the bed. “Maya needs to be watched twenty-four-seven. Thomas, Zane, and Yvette will be around to assist you. I’m sending Quinn back to New York. He can run headquarters during your absence.”
Gabriel had no reservations about Quinn taking over New York; another name, however, tripped his alarm. “You sure about Zane?”
“He’s your best man. You know how to keep him in line.”
Samson was right, but having Zane around Maya made Gabriel feel uneasy. He couldn’t pinpoint why. Zane was the meanest fighting machine he’d ever met, and having him on his side meant having the best protection available.
“I’ve also alerted Amaury, and he’s offered to help, even though I’m sure he’d rather do something else.”
Gabriel smirked. “I’ll avoid calling him in on this—I’d rather not be at the receiving end of Nina’s wrath. That woman sure has a mouth on her.”
Samson laughed. “And she needs it to tame Amaury. But honestly, if you need him, call him. I’m sure he’s got his ways of calming Nina down when she gets a little too wild.”
Gabriel didn’t want to think of it, since for certain Amaury’s ways would involve sweaty marathon sex—it wasn’t an image he needed right now. Not with the most perfect woman lying only feet away from him—helpless and vulnerable. His groin tightened at the memory of how her body had felt pressed to his when he’d fed her.
“You okay?” Samson asked.
Gabriel shifted in his chair to hide his growing erection. “Sure. I’ll take care of things. Once she’s awake and has accepted the change, I’ll find out what happened. Maybe she can give us a description of the guy. She has to have seen something.”
“Good. Carl will be here when you need him, and Drake is supposed to stop by every night to check on her. He called a few minutes ago.”
Gabriel raised his eyebrows in inquiry. He felt no guilt for having been so harsh with the doctor earlier. “What did he want?”
“He forgot to tell you what to do when she comes round. She needs to get human blood within six hours of waking or her thirst will get too much for her and she’ll turn crazy. I doubt it will be a problem feeding her—she’ll be famished, and her instincts in the first few hours will be so sharp that you won’t be able to keep her away from the blood. I suggest giving her the bottled stuff. It worked well for Carl.”
Gabriel nodded. “Is the pantry stocked?”
“I’ve sent Carl out for more supplies, but there’s plenty for you and her.”
A sound from downstairs made them both look toward the door.
“And another thing,” Samson added, “keep Ricky out of it. I think the breakup with Holly is really hitting him hard. Frankly, I was a little surprised when he told me that she broke it off with him. I always thought she was the one who was really into the relationship.”
“Goes to show, you never know what goes on inside a person,” Gabriel agreed.
“Anyway, I’ve instructed everybody to give him some space. The guys will only take orders from you.”
“Understood.”
Voices drifted upstairs. With a move of his head, Samson pointed downstairs. “Looks like we’ve got company. Let’s fill them in.”
***
The voices in her dream didn’t completely disappear. While they seemed to have left her immediate area, Maya could still hear them further away. She chuckled in her