He tried to compete. He failed miserably. My smile was bittersweet. "I miss him." Or at least the version of him before The Shade destroyed him.
"Does Derek know that? I might have to report you for dreaming about other men while he's so enamored by you."
I rolled my eyes. "Much as I love the banter, Gavin, what exactly are you doing here?"
"You've been in The Catacombs for more than three days. I'd given you all the time to rest and adjust. It's time to get your ass to work. Contrary to Derek's opinion, you're no princess of The Shade." He paused and raised his brows as he gave his last statement some thought. "At least not yet."
Gavin saw the frown in my face before I could conceal it. "What? Don't tell me that you thought you'd be sitting pretty here all night long…everyone in The Catacombs works. You have to earn your keep, and considering how glorious your keep is, you'd better be good at what you do."
