Page 167 of Blood Stone
Roman nodded. “How?”
“You three spent the night together last night? After the party?”
A cascade of quick images from the night she had spent with Roman and Garrett spilled through her mind. Her body throbbed and tightened as she recalled them.
Sebastian glanced at her. “That would be yes,” he said.
Kate blew out her breath, her cheeks burning, as she realized that Sebastian had read the signs of arousal in her body – heard her heart rate elevate and possibly sensed her body grow warmer. Then she saw the sparkle of amusement in Roman’s eyes, even though he wasn’t smiling and she let herself smile ruefully back at him. Privacy took on a different meaning amongst vampires.
“Yes, we were together,” Roman answered Nial, bringing his gaze up to meet Nial’s.
“So the Libertatis would have seen you together,” Nial concluded. “And our marriage is an acknowledged fact among vampires. That’s a commonality. How did you get home from the party?”
“Rented limousine,” Roman replied.
“I’ve used Barney for every event since I started directing,” Kate interjected. “He’s more reliable than clockwork.”
“Winter said she was taking a cab back to the hotel,” Sebastian said. “She didn’t want to wait for me. After talking to Kate, she’d had enough and wanted to get back to you, Nial. She said she’d get the restaurant to call her a cab. That was the last I saw of her.”
“You didn’t go back to your hotel last night?” Roman asked.
“Not until early this morning.” Sebastian shrugged. “Winter and I have been living in cramped quarters for weeks, in that trailer. I wanted her and Nial to have some time alone together.”
Kate stared at him, as she pressed her teeth together to prevent her jaw from dropping. This was an aspect of a ménage arrangement she hadn’t considered before. There was a lot about a ménage she was going to have to think about.
“Garrett caught a cab here this morning,” Roman said. “He never made it here, either.”
“Cabs,” Nial said flatly, looking at Sebastian.
Sebastian nodded and left the trailer, moving fast.
“Where’s he going?” Kate asked.
“He’s going to hack into the footage of any security cameras capturing the street view in front of the restaurant last night and in front of your house this morning. With luck, we’ll see the cab picking up both Garrett and Winter.”
“Cabs,” Kate corrected.
Nial shook his head. “If I’m right, it’s the same cab, both times and we’ll find it’s not registered to any dispatch company in the city.”
“And that’s going to help us find Garrett and Winter?” Kate asked. “Because that sounds a lot like a cut-off.”
“Then you don’t properly grasp the full extent of Sebastian’s skills,” Nial told her, with a small smile. He looked at Roman. “You know what you have to do.”
Roman nodded.
“What does he have to do?” Kate asked.
“Deal with the devil,” Roman replied, pulling out his switchblade and testing it with a complicated spin of the blade and handle that was almost a blur in Kate’s vision.
“Just for a while,” Nial amended.
