Squirming, I wanted more. Wanted to tumble with him on the bed. But then Iyawned.
He stopped kissing me. “Bed tonight, alone, lass. In the morning, we’ll talk. You’re safehere.”
I sat on the bed, feeling alone again. “Where do yousleep?”
“Down the hallway. Would you like someone to guard yourroom?”
Pride almost made me say no. I nodded. This was my first time here. I wouldn’t turn down someone watching guard, as long as I knew them. “Who?”
“Stephan.”
Relief filled me. I liked Stephan and trusted him. Nicolas fascinated me, but he was darker and tonight I simply needed rest, notintrigue.
Tomorrow, well, that was another story. I planned to pump Grayson for all the information he had. And as I gazed on the very fine form of his taut ass as he walked out the door, maybe let him do a little more pumping of his own – intome.