“So,” she said in a quiet voice as she looked at her hands, “is this passive-aggressive smarmy attitude working for you, slick? Because I’ve got to tell you, it’s not working for me. In the last week and a half or so, I’ve been blackmailed, chased, threatened, in a car wreck that would have turned me into hamburger if it hadn’t been for your boss, kidnapped, beaten up and chased again. I was in a showdown with a Goblin army and the Fae King and forty or fifty of his favorite guys, and what life I had has been destroyed.”
She heard Rune suck in a breath. She said, “I’m not finished yet. I’m also stuffed to the eyeballs with autocratic macho behavior since Dragos is all over that one. Just so you understand when I say I’m running low on patience right now. I get you guys don’t want to be babysitting me. You’ve made it loud and clear. I don’t want it either, but it is what it is. So can we do this easy, or do we have to do it hard? I’m trying to be nice, but I don’t have any problem at all with doing it hard if that’s really what you want.”
She looked up at the two men. Graydon had put his elbows on the table. He was watching her. For the first time she noticed he had nice slate gray eyes. She didn’t see acceptance in his craggy face but at least it was no longer outright rejection.
Rune had folded his arms across his chest and narrowed his gaze on her.
“Slick,” Graydon said. “She got you with that one, my man.”
“Fuck you,” Rune said.
“Believe it or not,” Graydon told her, “he’s the diplomatic one of the bunch. Dragos sends him out to do all sorts of smarmy passive-aggressive shit.”
Rune leaned forward and planted his elbows on the table. “Shut up, asshole.”
She bit her lip and refused to smile.
Rune looked at her. “Okay, Ms. Giovanni, let’s try a do-over. See how it goes.”
“Call me Pia.”
He nodded. “Just so you know, though, you do anything to betray Dragos and I’ll disembowel you myself.”
She rounded her eyes. “Wow, slick, that makes us practically BFFs, huh?”
Graydon exploded. After a moment, Rune grinned too. “All right, Pia,” he said. “What would you like to do today?”
She considered him. “We already know I’m meeting Tricks for lunch. What do you think I should do?”
That must have been the right thing to say, because both men relaxed.
“Well, now that you ask,” he said, “safest thing would be for you to hang out in the penthouse.” She sighed. He went on, “But I can see how that wouldn’t appeal. Next best thing, stay in the Tower. We’ll follow orders and take you out if you really want to go, but I don’t think that’s a good idea right now, and to be blunt, I don’t think Dragos does either.”
She turned thoughtful. Dragos’s brief struggle with something had not just been her imagination. He had reined in his own impulses and opinions to allow her at least some freedom of choice.
Rune continued, “Also, sometime today I’d like to go to the gym and run through some safety pointers with you.”
She refocused on him and nodded. “Okay. I’ve taken classes that should help with that.”
“I know about them classes. Cardio Kickboxing,” said Graydon. “Turbo Dance. I watch the infomercials.”
“You’re not helping, Gilligan,” Rune said.
She smiled. “How about this? If you don’t mind, I would like a tour of the Tower.” They both nodded. “I would also kill for a Starbucks soy vanilla latte if that isn’t too much trouble. There’s got to be a coffee shop close by. And I have to have new tennis shoes. Mine got trashed. I’ve got about twelve hundred dollars in my savings account if I can just get at it. Then, maybe after Tricks and I have lunch, we can hit the gym.”
Rune dug in his pocket and pulled out a card. He put it on the table and pushed it to her without a word.
She stared. And stared.
An American Express Black Centurion card. With her name on it.
A half-dozen emotions shuttled through her at high speed, starting with offense. Was he trying to pay for her, like she was some kind of whore? Was this to keep her widdle self entertained while he was busy, until he got tired of her and decided to get rid of her? She gripped shaking hands together and took deep, measured breaths until she found some self-control.
As she calmed she remembered what Tricks had said. Dragos was a man and a dragon, which meant he had communication issues.
Amusement was the last emotion to shuttle in to the station. It braked hard and stayed. Dragos wasn’t treating her like a whore. He was trying to give her a treat.
The gryphons were watching her with their game faces on.
“That card is so wrong I don’t even want to talk about it. It’s kind of fun to look at, but it’s wrong.” Moving as though the card might explode on her, she put one finger on a corner and pushed it back to Rune. “Look, all I want is a couple hundred dollars of my own money, a latte and new shoes. Okay?”
Rune smiled a real smile this time as both he and Graydon relaxed further. “How about I loan you some money until we can get you access to your bank account? There’s a Starbucks on the ground floor, along with some other shops, a CVS and a decent restaurant.”