Page 89 of Iron

“It’s been hard on her,” I said low so only Petra could hear, my eyes still watching Abigail. “I offered her a place of her own but she doesn’t want to leave. I think she needs to be here. Feels connected to Dade bein’ around all of us.”

“She’s not attached to any of the others?”

“No,” I answered knowing what she meant.

“Are you sure about that?” Petra asked and I followed the direction of her gaze.

“He won’t go there,” I told her because I knew exactly what she was seeing. “None of them will.”

Her head turned, her lips brushing against mine as those glacier blue eyes looked into mine like she was searching for the reason why I’d said that. I knew she didn’t understand but she would. She just needed to spend more time around us.

“Okay,” Rowan said catching our attention. “Royse is done and I’ve seen enough weirdness from Mom and Dad.” She shot a wink in our direction. “Plus all the sex in the air has me horny. I need to go home and get some.”

Royse giggled as she walked up, hearing what Rowan had said.

“Yeah,” Varda said with a nod. “Maybe I can get a late night client if I get back now.”

Petra moved like she was going to get up but my arms stayed locked around her.

“I’ll get a prospect to drive them back,” I said then gave a nod to Blade who was within earshot. I knew he was listening in but not because he was being nosy.

“You can take my car,” Petra said and Blade halted his steps knowing he didn’t need to go find a prospect for me. “Iron can give me a ride back in the morning.”

I smiled and gave Rowan a nod. She hadn’t had anything to drink so I knew she’d be fine to drive and that she wouldn’t dare let anything happen to Petra’s car.

“Great,” Rowan said pulling Petra’s keys out of her little bag. “Let’s go girls. It was nice to meet you, Blade.” She smiled at him and he let out an unhappy and disappointed breath as he shook his head.

“Fuck it,” Blade said under his breath after all three of them had walked off. With a shake of his head, he walked away. My guess, to find someone to satisfy him for the night.

“Ready for bed?” I asked Petra once we were alone. The day had been long and I could have done with a few hours of sleep about now.

“Yes.” Her eyes looked into mine sparkling with desire and need. I could tell she didn’t mean she was ready to go to sleep.

Suddenly, I felt wide the fuck awake.