pulling at me.
If I’m not mistaken, Dante was feeling it as well, but either he was being a
gentleman, or he isn’t interested. He brought me breakfast this morning and we
talked, but still… nothing.”
“You
said there was a nice kiss. Did you grab his ears and pull him closer to you
and lick the seam of his lips? That nice kiss could have turned into a nice kiss that could have turned into wild monkey sex.” Tessa’s eyebrows were
raised. She was serious.
“No,
I didn’t grab his ears. I’m not comfortable being aggressive with someone so…”
Isabelle couldn’t finish her sentence. Dante was so what? Large? Intimidating?
Absolutely gorgeous?
Tessa
leaned to the side and placed her arm on Isabelle’s desk, finishing the thought
for her. “Someone so passive? Sometimes a man needs a little nudging, you know?
Just because he’s a badass Gargoyle doesn’t mean he’s the take charge type in
the bedroom. If you want it, go for it. I guarantee the mate bond will kick in
if you take the Gargoyle by the wings, so to speak. Now, hand me one of those
folders.”
Isabelle
handed the next file in the stack to her cousin. Could it be that simple? What
if Dante was submissive? That would put a whole new spin on their relationship,
if they ever got to the relationship level. She would definitely test Tessa’s
theory next time they were alone together. For now, she had an antidote to
formulate. For the next few hours, the two women worked side by side, comparing
notes on the folders they studied. When they finally came up for a break,
Isabelle asked about Sophia. Tessa hadn’t heard from the girl, and she was
getting really worried. Tessa was planning a trip to go search for her.
“How
does Gregor feel about you heading off to Egypt?” Isabelle thought about Tessa
traveling all over the world, watching over the half-bloods who had yet to
transition. When she thought of her own adventure in Greece, she cringed. Connor
was the only good that came from visiting a foreign country.
“He’s
ready to go with me. He says Deacon’s got the Pen under control. Besides, he
wants to help Nikolas search for Sophia just as much as he wants to watch my
back. From what he’s learned, Nikolas is ready to tear the sands apart. It’s
been weeks now with no sign of his woman, and he’s freaking out. I have to
admit, I’m sort of freaking out too. Not only did her parents disappear, now
Sophia has as well. As a matter of fact, we’re leaving Sunday.”
Isabelle
could understand how Sophia felt. If something were to happen to Connor, she
would not stop until she found him, no matter how far she had to travel.
“I
know you’ll be glad to get out and do something… adventurous. I hope you find
her and her parents. When you get back, I want to meet them. I want to know
about all my siblings, and I want to meet those who have already transitioned
and know about the family.”
“We
can do that,” Tessa said, smiling softly. Tessa had apologized more than once
for keeping her family a secret from her.
“I’m
going to head over to my clinic. Do you need anything before I go?” Isabelle
stood, stretching her back. Her stomach growled, and she realized how much time
had passed.
“No,
Gregor is taking me to lunch, but thanks,” Tessa told her as she stood and
stretched as well.
“I
probably won’t see you before you leave, so have a good trip.” Isabelle didn’t
bother telling her cousin she had her own trip to take. Hers wasn’t out of the
country, but it was important. She needed to see her son.
Tessa
looked at her questioningly, but didn’t ask whatever was on her mind.
Isabelle
grabbed her purse and headed to the Pen’s clinic. She finally had a good idea
of what would be needed to create an antidote. Luckily, Henshaw had not used
all the Unholy blood on the inmates. She was going to need some to create the serum.
She removed the vials of blood she had found hidden in the back of the refrigerator
and placed
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