Catcher Bell személy
Választ sem várva sarkon fordultam, és a kocsihoz mentem. Bemásztam a hátsó ülésre, és bevágtam az ajtót.
Catcher elkapta a pillantásomat a visszapillantó tükörben.
– Jobban érzed magad?
– Még mindig ugyanott álldogál döbbent képpel?
Catcher megnézte, aztán kuncogni kezdett.
– Még mindig.
– Igen, akkor jobban érzem magam.
– Na szóval, a főnököm egy seggfej!
– Mármint melyik főnököd? – Catcher a tűzhely előtt állt, és egy lábosban kavargatott valamit. Felpillantott rám.
– Az a seggfej vámpír vagy az a seggfej mágus?
– Ó, azt hiszem, mindkettejükre igen találó az elnevezés.
“You were amazing. A sight to behold. And the swing set was inspired.”
“I had a good teacher.”
“And don’t you forget it,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my temple.
“She meant me,” Catcher said. “Vampires are so arrogant.”
Mallory stepped into the doorway, a bowl of cereal in hand, mouth busy with a spoonful. “Good evening, vampires.”
It didn’t escape me that she took a moment to admire my particular vampire.
“Eyes on your own man candy.”
“My man candy’s already dressed,” she said between bites of what looked like chocolate sludge. “Yours is . . . less so.”
And mine was clearly enjoying the attention. He linked his hands behind his head, showing off his well-toned chest.
“Down, boy,” I murmured.
“Yes, boy,” Catcher said. “Quit flirting with my girlfriend.”
“Liege?” Catcher repeated. “I bet I could count on one hand how many times I’ve heard you say that.”
“I’m opting for acquiescent,” I said, my gaze still on the Masters.
Catcher grinned a bit evilly. “I bet that’s pissing him off.”
I gave him a grin. “I think he hates it. Which makes it all the more enjoyable.”
Vigyázat! Felnőtt tartalom.
Do you know how many times I’ve seen you naked? You and Mallory considered the entire house your personal love shack.” Mallory and I had been roommates once upon a time, before Catcher had moved into the town house we’d shared, and I’d moved into Cadogan House to escape the nudity.
“Your”—I waved my hand at his body—“rod and tackle touched pretty much everything in the place.”
“My body is a wonderland” was his only response.
“Be that as it may,” Ethan said, “Merit is not your Alice. I’ll thank you to keep your rod and tackle away from her.”
“Nowhere near my agenda,” Catcher assured him.