okay. Just friends, remember.”
She relaxed again and a smile tugged at the corner of her lips. I pulled away from her, smiling wickedly. Her eyes stayed locked with mine for a while before she glanced at the table, abashed. I glanced out of the window and saw no trace of Dane. Good. My mission for today was complete. I’d gotten what I came for … and even more.
CHAPTER FIVE
I drove Sam home and she let me. We didn’t talk and the silence between us hung heavy. I tried to take her hand, but when she realized what I was about to do she moved it away. I didn’t try to do it again. She seemed nervous and stole glances at me, at times opening her mouth as if she wanted to say something. I settled on smiling at her reassuringly and let her imagine we were just two friends having a nice Saturday drive together.
When we arrived at her house I hesitated and so did she. I leaned closer and brushed her cheek with my lips.
“Thanks for the morning.”
She sighed and put her hand on the doorknob. I held my breath.
“Would you…” she started, but when I moved she tailed off.
Before she could have a second thought I nodded. “With pleasure.”
She led me to the living room and we sat on the couch together. I could hear voices coming from the kitchen. I hoped whoever was there stayed there. I wasn’t afraid they would recognize me, as when I’d visited London before I’d always done my job and left straightaway, not wanting to stay around any longer than necessary. Sure, some of them might recognize my tattoo and put two and two together, as I wasn’t really trying to hide what I was, but somehow I wished I could postpone the inevitable, ’cause whatever was developing between Sam and me would be gone the second she learned the truth about me and my nature. And yes, a teeny tiny part of me cherished the thought that maybe, just maybe, if she heard about it later when she’d grown to like me she wouldn’t judge me by my reputation.
Sam drummed her knees with her fingers, glancing sideways at me every now and then. I felt awkward. She obviously felt uncomfortable, too, but she was too polite to ask me to leave. The voices came closer.
“Look,” she sighed, “ maybe you should go.”
I didn’t move.
“Or not,” she sneered.
The door opened and a laughing Kate zoomed in with Jonathan right on her heels. They both stopped and the laughter died on their lips when they saw me.
I grinned. And when I saw Dane jogging down the stairs my grin widened.
When he saw us he stopped as if he’d hit a wall, and couldn’t hide the flash of emotion that was written all over his face. “What are you doing here?” he snapped, his eyes darting between Sam and me.
Sam jumped up, looking guilty as hell. “It’s not what you think it is.”
“No? Well, next time you decide to bring your toy-boys here, remind me to stay out of your way.”
“Dane,” she pleaded and glanced apologetically at me. “Seriously, it’s nothing.”
He turned, growling, and rushed back upstairs. Sam rushed after him as Kate sat next to me.
“Well, you seem to be everywhere,” she stated. “Like an unwanted disease.”
I flinched. Ouch. I deserved that, but coming from her it hurt a bit. I shrugged. “I was invited.”
She snorted. “Whatever.”
Jonathan was leaning on the doorframe watching us. He had a cup in his hands and I could smell the sweet aroma of warm blood from it. I wished he’d offer me one, too, but nope. He just stood there and let Kate investigate me.
“Do I know you from somewhere?” she asked and looked at me more closely.
I laughed dryly and tried to relax my mind. “I don’t think so. I’ve been away for years.”
“Uh-huh. Is that so?”
I nodded and got up.
She grabbed my wrist. “Please, you don’t have to leave yet.”
Oh yes, I did. But to my surprise I sat back down. She smiled and I smiled back.
“Ireland,” I said, even though she didn’t ask me anything. “I’ve been to