We need to go beneath the house.
“No.” I said.
The door is opening.
“Then it can open without our assistance.” I said.
You are the key.
“I am a woman with a very bad week, and if you don't settle down, we're both going to have a worse one.” I said as Damon's hand brushed mine.
The silver light dimmed slightly and I stared at our joined fingers, then at him, because that was the second time his touch had interrupted whatever was happening to my mark.
He noticed, too.
“Did that help?” He asked.
“Don't look so pleased. You might develop a personality.” I said.
“Too late. You've been encouraging it for days.” He said.
I pulled my hand away before the warmth could become another complication.
“I need my phone.” I said.
“It's in your pocket.” He said.
“Thank you, Alpha Obvious.” I
