Laurell Hamilton - Affliction

I watched Dev, his hair still slimed on one side with drying blood, charm the frightened hotel clerk. He wasted that smile on him that was usually reserved for sexual prospects, and either the clerk was into guys or Dev was just that charming. I didn’t know which, and if it would get us up to our rooms sooner I didn’t much care which.

The three of us went to the elevators, and Edward had me hold the door while he and Nicky loaded in the bags of weapons; normally I would have insisted on helping load, but it would be bad to have the doors close with our bags in there and none of us with them. So I held the door while the men loaded until there was barely going to be room for us to stand. Edward leaned on the open door, holding it, and Nicky and I got in, and when he put his arm around me I didn’t protest. I cuddled under his arm, as close as the body armor would let me get. I let him hold me and tried not to feel much, except that it felt good. Dev trotted up to us, and Edward stepped in and let the doors close.

‘He offered us help with our bags,’ Dev said.

‘Is the clerk into guys, or is your ability to charm devoid of sexual promise?’ I asked.

He grinned at me. ‘Devoid of sexual promise; you must not be as tired as I thought.’

I scowled at him.

Nicky hugged me a little tighter, and I scowled at him, too.

Dev’s grin did not fade; in fact it widened. ‘Yeah, the clerk is into guys.’

‘You imply that you might see him later?’ Edward asked.

‘Nothing as strong as that,’ Dev said.

‘What does that even mean?’ I asked, and it sounded grumpy even to me.

‘It means he didn’t pimp himself out, but he let the clerk think that he liked guys, too,’ Nicky said.

I glanced up at him from under his arm, so it felt like being a child and too small and … I moved out from him.

‘What did I do wrong?’ he asked.

‘How did you know that?’

‘Flirting for distraction is the same no matter if it’s women or men, Anita.’

‘You’re saying you’ve done the same thing.’

‘I’ve been the young, cute distraction on a few jobs back when I was with my first lion pride, so yeah.’ His face was neutral as he said it, empty of emotion. It was the way he hid when he was feeling something, because Nicky wasn’t a born sociopath; his feelings had gotten tortured and abused out of him. It meant he still had feelings, but they were … hidden and a little twisted.

‘You do more than just flirt on the job?’ I asked.

‘Don’t do this,’ Edward said.

I glared at him. ‘Do what?’

‘Pick at the people you love, because you’ve finally got a minute that isn’t an emergency and all the feelings you’ve been shoving down inside are trying to find a way out, and if you won’t give them a nice clean exit wound, they’ll tear their way out of your life and everyone near you.’

We looked at each other. I wanted to ask who he had torn up that had been close to him, because I knew it wasn’t Donna and the kids; whoever he was referring to had been before that, before I knew him. If we’d been alone I would have asked, but he wouldn’t answer in front of anyone but me, and maybe not even me.

The doors opened and Dev moved first like a good bodyguard. It moved Edward to check the hall and Nicky to move so that his broad body blocked me from view, though knowing that I loved him meant that him taking a bullet for me had taken on a whole new suck.

There was a murmur of male voices, and then I heard more clearly, ‘Sorry, man, but it’s orders.’

‘What’s wrong?’ I asked, fighting the urge to peer around Nicky’s body.

Edward answered from the door that he was holding open. ‘Claudia is in charge of the detail and apparently she’s upset.’

‘Why? What’d we do?’ I asked.

‘You aren’t in trouble,’ Dev said. ‘We are.’

‘Why?’ Nicky asked.

‘Apparently, for letting Anita get hurt.’

‘When I’m on the job you guys can’t protect me.’

A second male voice said, ‘Claudia got put in charge of Jean-Claude and Anita’s safety, so she’s going to yell at both of you.’

‘Lisandro, is that you?’ I stepped around Nicky then, and he let me, only sliding his hand into mine so we walked out hand in hand.

‘It’s me,’ he said, and there he was, six feet of tall, Hispanic handsome, his long black hair tied back in a ponytail. He was wearing a black T-shirt under a black suit jacket, over black jeans and boots. The suit jacket didn’t hide the gun at his waist as well as it would have if his waist had been less slender and his shoulders a little less broad, but Lisandro did the same workout as the other guards, and unlike Dev he worked hard at it. He was built more slender than Nicky and would never muscle up like that, but what muscle he had looked good on him. He was better in a fight than he looked, but …

‘You aren’t supposed to travel out of town on guard work,’ I said.

‘When Jean-Claude decided to come out here, Rafael wanted the best guarding him, so Claudia is in charge and I’m her second-in-command, because we are the best.’ He said it with no trace of attitude, just a statement of fact.

I opened my mouth and closed it, because what was I supposed to say, that ever since he’d nearly died on an out-of-town guard detail with me, I hadn’t wanted him with me again, because I didn’t want to tell his wife and kids why their father had died keeping me alive? Or that we’d had one emergency feeding of the ardeur when the Mother of All Darkness and the Lover of Death had messed with us, and his wife had told us no harm, no foul, but if he ever had sex with me again then she was divorcing his ass and taking his kids, and I didn’t want to risk it?

‘Hey, that makes me the best, too,’ and it was Emmanuel, who was five foot eight with short, pale brown hair and the only blue-gray eyes I’d ever seen on someone who was Hispanic. He tanned in the summer, but never as dark as Lisandro was normally. Emmanuel was also one of our younger guards, under twenty-five, though I wasn’t honestly sure just how much under.

‘You must have been training behind our backs, because last I checked you couldn’t beat me in anything.’ Dev said it with a smile that let the other man know he was teasing.

‘Well, you didn’t do so hot at keeping her safe, did you?’

And that was a little too close to home, because Dev stopped smiling. In fact, for a moment a much more serious person looked out of that handsome face, and the first trickle of otherworldly energy whispered through the hallway, which meant he was really pissed, because the golden tigers prided themselves on ultimate control over their inner beast.

‘Hey, I’m sorry,’ Emmanuel said. ‘That was out of line.’ He looked genuinely embarrassed, and he should have.

‘We’re supposed to turn Anita over to the guards in the main room and then escort the two of you to Claudia. I don’t have orders for … Marshal Ted,’ Lisandro said.

‘I figured we had room for him, and if it’s a fight, him with us is better,’ Dev said.

‘I can’t argue about the fighting part, and you’re right, we have the whole floor to ourselves, so there’s a bed for him.’

‘Thanks,’ Edward said in his Ted voice, even smiling.

Lisandro gave him narrow eyes, because he knew exactly who Edward was; the Ted was so he wouldn’t forget around the other cops.

‘I didn’t think Claudia traveled out of town for guard duty either,’ I said.

‘We didn’t have time to get Bobby-Lee back in town to be point on this, and Fredo had a family event, so that left Claudia and me.’

‘I’m sorry for that,’ I said, and I wondered if he understood what I was apologizing for.