Page 58 of Enthrall Shadows
“He wants to be alone!”
Shaking off her frazzled energy, I approached the door, rapping it with my knuckles.
No one answered.
Gingerly, I turned the handle.
I saw Henry’s tall figure standing by a bay window overlooking the courtyard. He was posed in his familiar sexy stance, with one hand tucked in a trouser pocket.
A somber oak desk had been placed in the center of the room and books lined the shelves against the wall. A lone armchair sat in a corner.
This formal office wasn’t him.
“It is better for Dex,” he said without turning around.
I wondered if he could see my reflection in the glass.
“He seems really happy here,” I agreed.
Henry turned to face me with a quizzical expression.
“But you have to be, too,” I added.
He pointed outside. “The courtyard doesn’t face south.”
“Because then it would get the sun for most of the day,” I said. “It’ll stay cooler in summer. Bring in Cameron’s decorator. That’ll spice up the place.”
He smirked at that.
“What did Chantelle say?” I asked.
“Nothing, really.” Sadness settled in his expression. “A house is one thing.”
I cringed at his insinuation. Clearly his mom had set him up with her.
He shrugged. “Exit stage left. I certainly would.”
I moved closer and reached up to straighten his tie. “This mansion is spectacular.”
“My staying in a hotel is a disgrace. Who knew it’s better to have a collection of naked statues?”
“I only saw one.”
“I’ll give you the grand tour.”
“I’d love that. Anyway, they add intrigue.”
“I’ll have one delivered to your home.”
“I wouldn’t go that far.”
He laughed, but then his expression turned dark. “This house is their way of saying I’ll never be able to go back to New York.”
I processed that. “Why did they move Cole Tower here?”
He frowned as though mulling it over.
I tapped his arm with affection. “You’ll be missed at the party. Come on.”
