Page 49 of Insidious Monsters
“I’m fine.”
“Nandi said you were up super early.”
“I couldn’t sleep.”
“Uh-huh?”
My cheeks colored. Had they heard me and Telarion last night? Don’t look at him, don’t look.
I looked. And caught the telling gaze he flicked my way.
“Piss off, Archie.”
“What? I didn’t say anything.”
“But you want to.”
“Fine, are you two bonking or what?”
My cheeks grew warm. “No.”
“Really, cos if you’re not bonking then you have a serious sleep issue, cos those sounds should not—”
I punched his thigh.
“Hey! You can’t attack the driver. We could crash.”
“We’re standing still in traffic, idiot.” I crossed my arms, realized how defensive that looked, and uncrossed them. “And my bedroom habits are not your concern.”
He was silent for several minutes in which we managed to move forward a meter.
“We just worry about you, Auggie.”
“We?”
“Nandi and I—”
“Oh, God, stop. No worrying, no discussing my bedroom antics. Telarion and I…we have a…dynamic. It’s under control.”
“Is it?” He arched a brow my way. “If it’s just physical, then fair play, but if your heart’s involved, then it could get messy. We have no idea who he is. What if he has a family…a lover, a wife even.”
A pit opened inside me because these were the things I’d avoided thinking about. The unsaid things between Telarion and me. He had no memory of his past now, but what was to say that Genevieve’s revelations wouldn’t jog them, and would the memories come with emotions?
I shut down the thoughts. “I’m fine. We’re fine. Let’s focus on getting to Crow’s Path. Devyn said she’d wait for us, but she doesn’t have to. This is a Night Guild case. There’s no reason for her to hold it up for us aside from professional courtesy.”
“And the little fact that Bertie probably won’t hand over a client’s address without a warrant. Not to them anyway. Not without them spelling out exactly why they need it.”
“Good point. Let’s not make her have to choose.”
There was a break in traffic and Archie took it, weaving onto the clearer road.
He gave a fellow driver the finger, then grinned at me. “We’ll be there in less than ten.”
* * *
I spottedDevyn leaning up against a cherry-red Fiat. A guy stood in front of her, hands loose at his sides, brow crumpled in a frown.
I climbed out of our ride and approached.
